Baby's got that look again, oh baby
there's no question what she wants, no maybe
yes, her intentions seem quite shady
but still I treat her like a lady

and I'm one mint julep over the line
just one Augusta wind to clear my mind
that summer of love has caused this rube to fall

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and she's sweet like a Georgia peach
like an ice cream on a beach
brother, only the truth I preach
that Georgia peach, she's the belle of the ball

baby's sippin' sweet tea by the poolside
lookin' like she wants to take it inside
to her inner garden, we did glide
just between you and me, 'twas a hell of a ride

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