Sweet peaches
Round, pink and soft
They are all mine, not for you though.

You keep on looking, I know you do
But don't worry, I understand,
You want a taste of them too.

Not to be rude,
But I don't like to share.
My sweet, pink peaches are not on sale.

You keep on starring,
Would you please stop?
How many times,
Should I say no?

Smelling like goodnes,
They sweet and ripe,
You'll never find others,
Looking like mine.

You seem hungry,
Hungry for my peaches?
How silly you are,
Just keep on dreaming.

Oh, look
It's already so late,
But before I go, let me remind you,
You won't get any today.