Every time I have a peach, my stupid brain is all "...movin' to the countreeee, gonna eat me a lotta peaches..."

Then I'm ad-libbing lyrics like "peaches come from a tree! Picked by someone, wasn't me!"

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"They were bussed from far away!
They pick peaches every day,
Sun-scorch'n sweaty under-payyyed..."

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@kel now that song is stuck in my head!!! Ok next peach song is of course
youtu.be/dV3AziKTBUo

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