Peaches
Dub Pistols Lyrics

Senorita, I'd really love to meet ya
The singer expresses a desire to meet a woman.

Maybe sip some Magarita on the beach to set the mood
The singer suggests a possible activity to engage in with the woman.

And nothing would be sweeter
The singer emphasizes the delight of the imagined scenario.

Believe me senorita
The artist assures the woman of the sincerity of his interest.

If I make ya I'll complete ya
The artist suggests that being with him would be fulfilling for the woman.

So make make me rude
The singer invites the woman to be assertive in their interaction.

Please believe me
The singer repeats his entreaty for the woman's trust.

I'm young, free and I'm easy
The artist emphasizes his carefree attitude towards dating and sexuality.

And down for the sleazy
The artist indicates a willingness to pursue casual or potentially scandalous encounters.

Infact I freak completely
The artist claims to be enthusiastic about sexual experimentation.

From Brighton to Tahiti
The singer implies that his interests are global in scope.

You can see me
The artist asserts his visibility or presence in the dating market.

Walking on the beaches
The singer describes his activity of strolling along the sand.

Looking at the peaches
The singer notes his interest in the attractive women around him.

Don't get it twisted
The singer seeks to clarify his motives.

Cos yeah I'm voyeuristic
The artist acknowledges his enjoyment of looking at women.

But I aint some kind of misfit
The artist denies being a social outcast or deviant.

That's watching your every move
The singer denies being a stalker or overly obsessive.

No
The singer continues to deny negative assumptions about his behavior.

I mean I watch ya
The artist admits to paying attention to the women he finds attractive.

Your hot so I spot ya
The artist singles out a woman for her physical appeal.

And the way you work the middle got me thinking bout food
The artist makes a playful and suggestive comment about the woman's body and his appetite.

yo
The singer adds a colloquial expression of emphasis.

Peach perhaps, watermelons and baps
The artist mentions other types of female anatomy that he finds appealing.

While I'm trying to keep my rhymes Slack free and attract ya yo
The singer expresses a desire to impress the woman with his language and wit.

I'm the kind up early and packed to go
The singer describes himself as ready and eager to seize opportunities.

We'll be walking on the beach
The singer returns to the idea of a shared moment with the woman.

With the sand beneath our feet
The artist provides a sensory detail to reinforce the imagined setting.

And a peach within reach to the left and to the right
The artist continues to frame the woman's attractive body in terms of fruit.

And since there all ripe then I just got to get me some
The singer expresses his irresistible attraction to the women around him.

Cos I'm a man whose got a fetish for a peach and not a plum
The singer uses a playful metaphor to describe his particular tastes.

She probably runs laps
The artist speculates about the woman's athleticism and fitness.

Cos she's got heathy lungs
The artist continues his speculation with another detail about the woman's supposed physical qualities.

Me I'm up with the sun and I'll be down until it done
The artist implies his own robustness and stamina.

You need a little lotion, girl I'll rub it in
The singer offers to attend to the woman's needs or desires.

When I'm…
The artist breaks off suggestively.

Walking on the beaches
The singer repeats his earlier description of his chosen activity.

Looking at the peaches
The singer repeats his earlier admission of his attraction to women.