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Lyrics: Peaches. Fatherfucker. The Inch.


Don't lean on me too much
You don't really know me yet
I don?t want you to fall over, you know?

You think that it's a synch, to get up in my ginch
And if you got the inch, then I'll treat you like a prince
I made a few comments, now your acting intense
I think I made you flinch, better give yourself a pinch

You think that it's a synch, to get up in my ginch
And if you got the inch, then I'll treat you like a prince
I made a few comments, now your acting intense
I think I made you flinch, better give yourself a pinch

Hey baby, your still in me
Hey baby, haunting me
Hey baby, your still in me
Hey baby, haunting me

Kisses, too sweet, I wanna retreat
The touch is, so soft, I'm gonna get off
Kisses, too sweet, I wanna retreat
The touch is, so soft, I'm gonna get off

You think that it's a synch, to get up in my ginch
And if you got the inch, then I'll treat you like a prince
I made a few comments, now your acting intense
I think I made you flinch, better give yourself a pinch

Hey baby, your still in me
Hey baby, haunting me
Hey baby, your still in me
Hey baby, haunting me

Kisses, too sweet, I wanna retreat
The touch is, so soft, I'm gonna get off
Kisses, too sweet, I wanna retreat
The touch is, so soft, I'm gonna get off