| Lying in bed 'til twelve o’clock, won’t you come up and see me sometime?
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| Bring a little bottle of beer, and maybe we’ll drink it out together
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| Meet me back in the hallway, but please don’t scratch the papers
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| Peter, take off your blazer and throws your school cap on the sofa
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| C’mon, you can make it if you try
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| Well, c’mon, my love is gonna make you high
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| Oh, Peter, you’re a real bad guy…
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| Well, I’m a lonely woman, don’t wanna bore ya with my story
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| It’s a long, long time since I’ve seen a man, you know I’m coming in low in
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| loving
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| Peter with your satchel pane and with your braces, come on and sit close by me
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| You may not have had your first shame yet, but Peter, you’re a man to me
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| C’mon, you can make it if you try
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| Well, c’mon, my love is gonna make you high
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| Oh, Peter, you’re a real bad guy…
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| Well, c’mon, you can make it if you try
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| Well, c’mon, my love is gonna make you high
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| Oh, Peter, you’re a real bad guy…
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| Is your teacher pretty, 'cause she teaches well as I do
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| When you’re in class, well you’re half as fast when you’re learning what you
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| want from me
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| Well, lying in bed 'til half past one, I can hear your school bell ringing
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| Go put on your braces, go and find your satchel, you’re gonna be late for school
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| C’mon, you can make it if you try
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| Well, c’mon, my love is gonna make you high
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| Oh, Peter, you’re a real bad guy… |