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Yeah, well she's got Georgia peaches man they are so sweet
I stopped by to see her, 3 or 4 times a week
I know she's mine, my fruit stand lady
Yeah well she's got the â¦, tomatoes on the â¦
sometime I catch myself day dreaming
I wish they all were mine, love they were mine
I like my fruit stand lady
On the side of the highway, better than a grocery store
Fresh fruit and sunshine who would ask more then I think â¦
Well I move into her fruit stand
Eat until I'm stuffed
Well she can't ball my peanuts
Lord I can't get enough
My fruit stand lady
Well I love 2 rooms and a garden
Yes I surely do
But you catch them mess around in a veggie's boy
she's gonna make a stew of you, oh she's right
My fruit stand lady, my fruit stand lady.