Walking down the street, munching on a peach.
That day,
I plucked it from a tree, and put in a brown paper bag.
Sweet nectar;
Trickled down from my lips into my heart.
That day,
I plucked it from a tree, and put in a brown paper bag.
Sweet nectar;
Trickled down from my lips into my heart.
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