Lyrics of peach elegy
It's not cherry, it's definitely not garlic, but when it comes to taste, it's not the legendary Xiantao, not the gauze-like appearance of Eve. I'm not Cai tou, and I'm definitely not garlic. My face is covered with hair. Lyrics: Wang Composer: Wang Arranger: I just look like a peach butt, definitely not the kind with stuffing around it. It's not that Dave's face is covered with hair, but it's not stuffed. It looks like gauze. I'm not a mature peach. I am not a vegetable. It's like getting too much sun and peeling your ass. I am a peach. I am the legendary Xiantao coffee. I look like a ripe peach coffee. Mature peaches certainly don't look like them. Eight-stuffed peaches taste like the legendary peaches, and I am that, that, that, that peach eats shit, not cherries, but coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee. I am that, that, that, that peach, but when it comes to taste, it is shit.