[Spoken   One, Two, Three, Four      This is a song about fruit      Well If peaches had arms   They would surely hold eachother in their peachsleep   They would keep eachother safe and sound   In the fruit basket at night, when nobody is around   Yeah, yeah      If pears had ears, they would listen with fears   Telling secrets untold, keeping them until they are very old and rotting   Those poor pears forgotten, always upstaged by those assholes   Oh, speaking about apples      If apples had eyes, they would surely despise   Everything that they see, the imperfections in you and in me   Well well the apples on the trees are changing shape   And I can't appreciate them for what they really are      Well if plums had legs they would run all around   Through the cities and towns    Always going, never quite knowing who or what they are running from   Oh but those plums, how they run   Well well      They do run run plums, they do run run      [Spoken]   This is where the song gets sexy      If bananas had lips they would kiss and not miss   Touching sweet yellow skin, that to peel is a sin   So next time, man I will think twice before you peel that banana   Yes I would now      Well cantelopes had no fears they would stop and smell the roses   Well if pineapples had eyebrows they would raise them at your lies now   If mangoes had hearts who knows what they would start,    Oh love and each and every last spot any fruit that they saw   If grapes had brains they would know how insane I've become writing songs about peaches and plums   Well well      They do run run plums, they do run run      Well I could sit here all night and try to recruit every single last solitary fruit   But that would mean that this song would be very long   It would go on and on and on and on and on and on   On and on and on and on and on   On and on and on and on and on   On and on and on and on and on On and on and on and on and on      [Spoken]   Take it away boys      Millions of peaches, peaches for me   Millions of peaches, peaches for free      Well If peaches had arms   They would surely hold eachother in their peachsleep   They would keep eachother safe and sound   In the fruit basket at night, when nobody is around   Yeah