Peaches
Peaches
Peaches
Peaches & Iggy Pop
Peaches
Peaches
Peaches & Mignon
Peaches & Feedom
Peaches & Taylor Savvy
Peaches
Peaches
Peaches
Basement Jaxx
Peaches
Peaches
[Verse 1: Peaches, Iggy Pop]
How do you do that cool dance?
Baby, don't split those hot pants
I got these moves that we can do to and sing
I don't look too good in pink
[Verse 2: Peaches, Iggy Pop]
I used to slash myself up
I like to play it tough
Cuts, bruises, blood oozes, bottles breaking rough
You gotta handle that stuff
[Chorus: Peaches, Both, Iggy Pop]
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it
[Verse 3: Peaches, Iggy Pop]
I wanna be your cat
Screw that
I'm not sixteen, but I got leather boots and suede
Ah, go fuck your pain away
[Verse 4: Peaches, Iggy Pop]
I heard you like kinky shit
That just depends who I'm with
What is it, S&M or some kind of toy?
Like you said, "Search and destroy"
[Verse 5: Peaches, Iggy Pop]
Some people don't like my crotch
Because it's got fuzzy spots
But if you play Moses you need burning bush, baby
And that is just what I've got
[Chorus: Peaches, Both, Iggy Pop]
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it
[Verse 6: Peaches, Iggy Pop]
And if you leave there with sin
Escape the city I'm in
Come on and knock 'em where it's rocking non-stop
And make your way to Berlin