I got my peaches out in Georgia
I get my weed from California
I took my chick up to the North
I get my light right from the source
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
And I say
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 of time
I got my peaches out in Georgia
I get my weed from California
I took my chick up to the North
I get my light right from the source
You ain't sure yet
But I'm for ya
All I could want
All I could 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 Mallorca
Hate to leave her call it torture
Remember when I couldn’t hold her
Left her baggage for Rimowa
I got my peaches out in Georgia
I get my weed from California
I took my chick up to the North
I get my light right from the source
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
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 the end of time
I got my peaches out in Georgia
I get my weed from California
I took my chick up to the North
I get my light right from the source
I got my peaches out in Georgia
I get my weed from California
I took my chick up to the North
I got my peaches out in Georgia
I get my weed from California
I took my chick up to the North
I get my light right from the source
I got my peaches out in Georgia
I get my weed from California
I took my chick up to the North
I get my light right from the source