Peaches - JURIA/CHISA

I got my peaches out in Georgia

I like the trees in California

I took my man up to the North yeah

I get my light right from the source yeah

Ooh I say oh

It's the way I breathe you in

It's the texture of your skin

I wanna wrap my arms around you baby

Never let you go oh

And I say oh there's nothing like your touch

It's the way you lift me up yeah

And I'll be right here with you

I got my peaches out in Georgia oh yeah ****

I like the trees in California that's that ****

I took my man up to the North I'm a badass *****

I get my light right from the source

Yeah yeah

Ooh you ain't sure yet

But I'm for ya

All I could want all I can wish for

Nights alone that we miss more

And days we save as souvenirs

There's no time I wanna make more time

And give you my whole life

I left my boy I'm in Mallorca

Hate to leave it call it torture

Remember when I couldn't hold ya ooh

Left your baggage for Rimowa

Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I got my peaches out in Georgia oh yeah ****

I like the trees in California that's that ****

I took my man up to the North I'm a badass *****

I get my light right from the source

Yeah yeah

I get the feeling so I'm sure

Hand in hand because I'm yours

I can't I can't pretend I can't ignore you're right for me

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been oh

Done being distracted

The one I need is right in my arms

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end of time

I got my peaches out in Georgia oh yeah ****

I like the trees in California that's that ****

California

I took my man up to the North I'm a badass *****

Badass *****

I get my light right from the source yeah yeah

I got my peaches out in Georgia oh yeah ****

I like the trees in California that's that ****

I took my man up to the North I'm a badass *****

Yeah yeah yeah

I get my light right from the source yeah yeah

I got my peaches out in Georgia

I like the trees in California

I got my peaches out in Georgia

I like the trees in California yeah

Oh

I wanna wrap my arms around you baby never let you go