Peaches

Strolling along, minding my own business Well, there goes a girl and a half She's got me going up and down She's got me going up and down Walking on the beaches lookin' at the peaches Well, I got the notion, girl That you got some sun-tan lotion in that bottle of yours Spread it all over my peelin' skin, baby That feels real good All this skirt, lappin' up the sun, lap me up Why don't you come on and lap me up? Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Well, there goes another one just lying down on the sand dunes I'd better go take a swim and see if I can cool down a little bit 'Cause you and me, woman We got a lotta things on our minds, you know what I mean Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Will you just take a look over there (Where?) There Is she tryin' to get outta that clit ares? Liberation for women, that's what I'm preaching Preacher man Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Oh shit, there goes the charabanc! Looks like I'm gonna be stuck here the whole summer Well, what a bummer I can think of a lot worse places to be Like down in the streets or down in the sewer Or even on the end of a skewer Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches Down on the beaches, just look at all the brown bodies Down on the beaches, just look at all the sunglasses Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches Down on the beaches