Quinn XCII - Georgia Peach Lyrics

She's my sweet Georgia peach
Sorta feisty kinda shy
No, she's not some Euro trip
She's my American Pie
She's homegrown, good ol' girl
Loves drinking a glass of wine
Never misses on a sip
She's my American Pie

You gotta meet my Caroline
From the middle of the country
On my mind
She don't care about the money
Wants a ride but it might get a little muddy, muddy

You gotta meet my Sally May
That I met back in college
Saturdays when I kept losing wallets
Glad she stayed
But if I'm being honest, honest

I think she's way too good for me
And I don't know
If she knows she's out of my league
Yeah, I don't know

She's my sweet Georgia peach
Sorta feisty kinda shy
No, she's not some Euro trip
She's my American Pie
She's homegrown, good ol' girl
Loves drinking a glass of wine
Never misses on a sip
She's my American Pie

She's not afraid to yell at me when I lie
Or admit to me when she's wrong
Doesn't need a favorite color or a theme song
She's my independent lady
Knew it since we dated
I would need to pick up my slack, man, there's no debating
We leave a party for a Waffle House if it's close
She wanna spend the day outside if it snows
Doesn't need Bitcoin bitch or crypto
Sending me nudes from a flip phone

I think she's way too good for me
And I don't know
If she knows she's out of my league
Yeah, I don't know

She's my sweet Georgia peach
Sorta feisty kinda shy
No, she's not some Eurotrip
She's my American Pie
She's homegrown, good ol' girl
Loves drinking a glass of wine
Never misses on a sip
She's my American Pie