A little more push,
a little more push
higher, higher
a little more push,
a little more push
oh, I'm almost there.
A little more push,
a little more push
higher, higher
a little more push,
a little more push
oh, I got it,
I got my shoe!
Oh,
what a fine Sunday morning
you and I comparing
whose kick is higher
beside this old peach tree
that we planted together
twelve years ago.
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