Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, gonna eat me a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches

Peaches come from a can
They were put there by a man
In a factory downtown
And if I had my little way, I'd eat peaches everyday
Some soakin' bulges in the shade

Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches

I took a little nap where the roots all twist
Squished your rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you, woman
I poke my finger down inside, make a little room for an ant to hide
Nature's candy in my hand or can, or pie

Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free

Written by: Chris Ballew / The Presidents of the United States of America
Revised by Luis.
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