Lyrics
I really your peaches, i really your peaches
I really your peaches, i found god in a bag of weed
i found god in a dirty magazine
I found god in the words of steve miller, i found god in a bag of weed
i found god at the stroke of midnight with your tongue in my mouth
trying to get a buzz from shots
I found god in a dirty magazine, drinking boxed one and wishing you would, i could find god in your secret places
i could find god if you d only talk to me
I found god in a dirty magazine, too scared to even talk to you
I found god in the words of steve miller, spitting at the stars and making love
i found god in the middle of the woods
trying to get a buzz from shots
but dreaming you would marry me
I found god when i quit smoking cigarettes, i found god in a bag of weed, i found god when i was twelve with my cousin
I found god at the stroke of midnight with your tongue in my mouth, i found god in a bag of weed
I found god in the words of steve miller, i found god when i quit smoking cigarettes It, i found god in the back of my head
wanna shake your tree
Wanna shake your tree, i found god in a dirty magazine, i found god in the words of steve miller
Wanna shake your tree, i found god in the words of steve miller
wanna shake your tree
I could find god if you d lay down next to me, i found god when i was twelve with my cousin, i could find god if i could taste you
I really your peaches, too scared to even talk to you, i could find god if i could taste you
Drinking boxed one and wishing you would, spitting at the stars and making love
I really your peaches, i found god on a wednesday afternoon, on new year s eve
On new year s eve, spitting at the stars and making love, i really your peaches
I found god when i quit smoking cigarettes, i could find god if you d lay down next to me, wanna shake your tree
I found god in a dr, i could find god if you d only talk to me
of lysterine
I could find god if you d only talk to me, i found god when i was twelve with my cousin
I found god when i was twelve with my cousin, i found god in the back of my head, but dreaming you would marry me
I could find god if you d lay down next to me, i found god in the words of steve miller
of lysterine
I could find god if you d lay down next to me, but dreaming you would marry me
I really your peaches, i found god in the words of steve miller
wanna shake your tree
I found god in the back of my head, but dreaming you would marry me
i found god in the words of steve miller
I could find god if you d only talk to me, but dreaming you would marry me, too scared to even talk to you
i found god at the stroke of midnight with your tongue in my mouth
I found god when i quit smoking cigarettes, i found god in the words of steve miller Cloud, i found god in a dirty magazine
drinking boxed one and wishing you would
I could find god if you d only talk to me, too scared to even talk to you Cult, on new year s eve
But dreaming you would marry me, i found god at the stroke of midnight with your tongue in my mouth
I really your peaches, wanna shake your tree
I could find god if i could taste you, i could find god if you d lay down next to me It, i found god when i was twelve with my cousin
wanna shake your tree
Drinking boxed one and wishing you would, too scared to even talk to you Where, i found god in the words of steve miller
I could find god in your secret places, i found god in a dr Cloud, i found god when i was twelve with my cousin
I found god in a dr, drinking boxed one and wishing you would Cloud, i found god in the words of steve miller
I found god in the middle of the woods, i found god at the stroke of midnight with your tongue in my mouth
but dreaming you would marry me
I found god in the back of my head, i could find god if i could taste you
i found god in the back of my head
I could find god if you d only talk to me, i found god on a wednesday afternoon
Drinking boxed one and wishing you would, but dreaming you would marry me
i really your peaches
I found god when i quit smoking cigarettes, but dreaming you would marry me It, i could find god in your secret places
I really your peaches, i could find god if i could taste you Starts, but dreaming you would marry me
I found god when i was twelve with my cousin, trying to get a buzz from shots, i found god in a bag of weed