PEACHES ON A TREE NICK MACKENZIE -------------------------------------------------------------------- You always keep a young girl warm, son, mmh You have to hear what I say, son. You have to be as nice as can be, son, mmh, 'cause that's the only right way, son. That's what my father used to teach me. Never let another story reach me. You can't grow peaches on a tree Meant for cherries, you will see And so forever it will be. Soft and tender as I say, son. You do the things in a perfect way, son. You can't grow peaches on a tree Meant for cherries, you will see And so forever it will be. Na, na, na, na . . . You always keep a smiling face, son, Don't try to do it so in space, son. Please try her nicely to embrace, son, mmh, 'cause that's the only right base, son. That's what my father used to teach me . . Sure all those things you have to face, son, mmh 'cause that's the only right base, son. That's what my father used to teach me