A tight little tee shirt everybody likes You come from the country to dance away the night It isn't that your mama wouldn't be proud It's only that your daddy would never live it down Almost sweet, black peach Bold as the daylight, shooting off your mouth You laugh like a belle but you've never been south Walking like a cowboy, kissing like a flame You'll let him in your heart, but he'll never get your name Almost sweet, black peach It ain't where you come from, ain't where you been It ain't who you call when the clouds roll in You spent all your youth crying, âMore, more, moreâ And now you wanna know what living's for? You'd kill for a good time, shooting from the hip The boy got fresh and you fattened his lip You cut all the classes that you never liked And drove too fast before you even rode a bike Almost sweet, black peach It ain't where you come from, ain't where you been It ain't who you call when the clouds roll in You spent all your youth crying, âMore, more, moreâ And now you wanna know what living's for? You can't feel the summer all year long You gotta know the cold to know when it's gone The only thing brighter than the sun is truth And only one time were you ever given proof Almost sweet, black peach Almost sweet, black peach Almost sweet, black peach You're my black peach © SPIN THE DRADLE PUBLISHING; WB MUSIC CORP.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com