Dirty Peaches

By 88-Keys

On The Death of Adam

Released on November 11, 2008

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[Intro: 88-Keys]

It's 88-Keys

And J*DaVeY

Dirty, let’s go!


[Pre-Verse: Jack Davey]

Sweet and sticky juicy thang

Summer comes and there you hang

Damn, can I taste you?

Not so ripe, but I can't wait

Want you dripping down my face

Please don't make me chase you


[Verse 1: Jack Davey]

Can't control my appetite, right

When you tell me no

There I go

Doing what I shouldn't do

Barely know my wrong from rights

Crossed the lines to satisfy

Some hunger, great

Just to taste the way you used to


[Chorus: Jack Davey]

Hey, maybe because the deepest

Piece of all her sweetness

Ain't nothing but dirty peaches, boy

I guess nobody ever told you

No, you ain't supposed to

Do how you do, well

Maybe because the very deepest

Piece of all her sweetness

Ain't nothing but dirty peaches, boy

I guess nobody ever told you

No, you ain't supposed to

Do how you do


[Verse 2: Jack Davey]

Gushy, sugar pop

Every little drip and drop

I wish I had the decency to stop

And I can't control my appetite, right

When you tell me no

I take a bite

And wonder why you start to cry


[Chorus: Jack Davey]

Hey, maybe because the deepest

Piece of all her sweetness

Ain't nothing but dirty peaches, boy

I guess nobody ever told you

No, you ain't supposed to

Do how you do, well

Maybe because the very deepest

Piece of all her sweetness

Ain't nothing but dirty peaches, boy

I guess nobody ever told you

No, you ain't supposed to

Do how you do


[Bridge: Jack Davey]

Don't do the things you do

Don't do the things you do

'Cause this little girl may grow up (To be)

Missing all of her sweetness

(If you) dirty up her peaches

Too soon, too soon


[Refrain: Jack Davey]

Don't you, do what you doing boy, don't do what you do

Don't you, do what you doing boy, don't do what you do

D-Don't you, do what you doing boy, don't do what you do

Don't do what you do

Oh, don't do what you doing, man, don't do what you do


[Outro]

Oh my God, I forgot to tell you what else happened last night!

Adam only had a three-pack of Magnums, and he totally ran out!

But ole girl was like "Don't worry about it, baby! I'm on birth control! I'm clean! I'm good! Let's go!"