Company's coming put the good face on Sugar in the coffee put the sweet face on I say fine, I say great, can't complain, can't complain lying till the lie don't feel like lying anymore Skin's got a fuzz on it soft to the touch Bite past the skin you'll find too much Everything's peachy Peachy keen Sweet on the outside pit underneath hard little stone I keep swallowing alone Ask me how I'm doing I'll say peachy I'll say peachy I canned the fruit so it wouldn't go to waste Boiled it down to something that would keep I learned that trick I do it to my face every morning so the neighbors get to sleep Sugar to the boil Skim it. Skim it Nothing wasted Nothing Everything's peachy Peachy keen Sweet on the outside pit underneath hard little stone I keep swallowing whole Ask me how I'm doing I'll say peachy I'll say peachy I won't say Peachy Peachy Stone in my throat and I still say peachy Still say peachy Still
