Peach

I'm a little bit handled,  
and a bit overused.  
I'm a peach, still I know  
I'm just saying I'm bruised.  
The outside is damaged  
but under it, I'm still new  
the heart of the matter  
is what I'm trying to  
get across with these words  
have them make sense to you.  
   
I can be sweet  
when I want too.  
and baby I  
really want you  
open your mouth  
put me inside  
see how it tastes  
to kiss a girl ripe.  
   
I was thrown in a basket  
with some other peaches    
it wasn't greener grasses  
but bitches and leeches.  
I didn't see you  
on the other aisle  
I almost missed you
the pick of the pile
   
I can be sweet  
when I want too.  
and baby I  
really want you  
open your mouth  
put me inside  
see how it tastes  
to kiss a girl ripe.  

open up, take a bite  
kiss me hard, stay the night.  
just for you, it's all right  
it's all right

I can be sweet  
when I want too.  
and baby I  
really want you  
open your mouth  
put me inside  
see how it tastes  
to kiss a girl ripe.