Peach Songtext
von Allan Rayman

Used two fingers to find the pulse
My subject′s here, alive and well
Cold body, she's too cold
Mm, oh I used two fingers on my love
To trigger the response I love
Cold bodies were both cold
Mm-mm, and I never felt so sentimental
About something so simple before
Mm-mm, didn′t think I'd had it figured out
I'd never had it all figured out before

Mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
Oh, my love, mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
My love, mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
Oh, my love


I′ve been so heavy fixed lately
I forget the rule of thumb
I thought of peach, but a peach is a peach
It′s all the same taste to my tongue
Cold bodies are too cold
Cold bodies, oh, oh, cold

Mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
Oh, my love, mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
My love, mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
Oh, my love

Mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
Oh, my love, mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
My love, mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
Oh, my love, mm-mm (Our peach is peach, this peach, this peach)
Oh, my love