I got my peaches
out in Georgia
I get my weed
from California
I took my chick up
to the North, yeah
I get my light right
from the source, yeah
And I see you, 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 'til the end
I got my peaches
out in Georgia
I get my weed
from California
I took my chick up
to the North, yeah
I get my light right
from the source, yeah
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 girl,
I'm in my Mallorca
Hate to leave her,
call it torture
Remember when
I couldn't hold her
Left the baggage
for Rimowa
I got my peaches
out in Georgia
I get my weed
from California
I took my chick up
to the North, yeah
I get my light right
from the source, yeah
I get the feeling,
so I'm sure
Hand in my 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 bein' 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 end of time
I got my peaches
out in Georgia
I get my weed
from California
I took my chick up
to the North, yeah
I get my light right
from the source, yeah
I got my peaches
out in Georgia
I get my weed
from California
I took my chick
up to the North, yeah
I get my light right
from the source, yeah
I got my peaches
out in Georgia
I get my weed
from California
I took my chick
up to the North, yeah
I get my light right
from the source, yeah
I got my peaches
out in Georgia
I get my weed
from California
I took my chick up
to the North, yeah
I get my light right
from the source, yeah