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  • Senorita, I'd really love to meet ya
    Maybe sip some Magarita on the beach to set the mood
    And nothing would be sweeter
    Believe me senorita
    If I make ya I'll complete ya
    So make make me rude
    Please believe me
    I'm young, free and I'm easy
    And down for the sleazy
    Infact I freak completely
    From Brighton to Tahiti
    You can see me
    Walking on the beaches
    Looking at the peaches
    Don't get it twisted
    Cos yeah I'm voyeuristic
    But I aint some kind of misfit
    That's watching your every move
    No
    I mean I watch ya
    Your hot so I spot ya
    And the way you work the middle got me thinking bout food
    yo
    Peach perhaps, watermelons and baps
    While I'm trying to keep my rhymes
    Slack free and attract ya yo
    I'm the kind up early and packed to go
    Walking on the beaches
    Looking at the peaches
    We'll be walking on the beach
    With the sand beneath our feet
    And a peach within reach to the left and to the right
    And since there all ripe then I just got to get me some
    Cos I'm a man whose got a fetish for a peach and not a plum
    She probably runs laps
    Cos she's got heathy lungs
    Me I'm up with the sun and I'll be down until it done
    You need a little lotion, girl I'll rub it in
    When I'm…
    Walking on the beaches
    Looking at the peaches
  • Senorita, I'd really love to meet ya
    Maybe sip some Magarita on the beach to set the mood
    And nothing would be sweeter
    Believe me senorita
    If I make ya I'll complete ya
    So make make me rude
    Please believe me
    I'm young, free and I'm easy
    And down for the sleazy
    Infact I freak completely
    From Brighton to Tahiti
    You can see me
    Walking on the beaches
    Looking at the peaches
    Don't get it twisted
    Cos yeah I'm voyeuristic
    But I aint some kind of misfit
    That's watching your every move
    No
    I mean I watch ya
    Your hot so I spot ya
    And the way you work the middle got me thinking bout food
    yo
    Peach perhaps, watermelons and baps
    While I'm trying to keep my rhymes
    Slack free and attract ya yo
    I'm the kind up early and packed to go
    Walking on the beaches
    Looking at the peaches
    We'll be walking on the beach
    With the sand beneath our feet
    And a peach within reach to the left and to the right
    And since there all ripe then I just got to get me some
    Cos I'm a man whose got a fetish for a peach and not a plum
    She probably runs laps
    Cos she's got heathy lungs
    Me I'm up with the sun and I'll be down until it done
    You need a little lotion, girl I'll rub it in
    When I'm…
    Walking on the beaches
    Looking at the peaches