There are peaches growing on my trees No one has ever seen peaches quite like these The eaters and the pickers and the buyers agree Even the bees are down on their knees
I wish I liked peaches
I've been invited to go to a dance Sometimes a dance will lead you to romance I'm fast on my feet, pretty good with my hands I know when to retreat and when to advance
I wish I liked to dance
You got the bluest eyes and the perfect face You're so attentive, you are every place You read all the books that make you so smart You've got the brains and such a big heart
I wish I could love you I wish I could love you
There are peaches growing on my trees No one has seen peaches quite like these The pickers and the growers and the eaters agree Even the bees are down on their knees
I wish I liked peaches I wish I liked peaches I wish I liked peaches
I wish I liked peaches I wish I liked peaches I wish I liked peaches
