Georgia
I have been called a georgia peach a time or two
Pretty as the sky is blue
But i say damn on mondays
and pray on sundays
Oh and if you have not heard
Im bull headed and short tempered too
If you kick a bull you better run
Before this georgia peach comes undone
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