| He was born one Monday morning
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| And he was their only son
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| And they said: His name shall be Peter
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| Like the rock faith was founded upon
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| They took him to church every Sunday
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| And they picked him up right after school
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| When the kids asked him out to come playin'
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| He had something important to do
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| He would never be late for a lesson
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| Kept his clothes always tidy and neat
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| Not a chance that he took, Peter played by the book
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| So the kids called him Principle Pete
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| He grew up and became pretty handsome
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| Finished school and his future was clear
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| Don’t waste time with a life full of pleasure
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| Settle down, have a wife and career
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| Now some people called him the robot
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| A cold-hearted, callous machine
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| But all those attacks could not hold him back
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| He was proud to be Principle Pete
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| Every day on his way to the office
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| He saw a girl singing songs in the street
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| She was tired of life as a vagabond’s wife
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| And she dreamed of a man such as he
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| When she sang, she would leer at poor Peter
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| When she winked, he looked down at his feet
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| When she gave him the eye, he just waved her goodbye
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| And went on being Principle Pete
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| Now we all have our secret desires
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| Even Pete was a man deep inside
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| First she blew him a kiss then he couldn’t resist
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| As she crawled into him in the night
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| When he opened his eyes in the morning
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| He could still feel her breath in his ear
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| Creeping under his skin, but like hell he’d give in
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| To a feeling so wondrous and weird
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| Peter shunned our girl ever after
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| So that she wouldn’t lead him astray
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| He would save all his love for the lord up above
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| And the one that would once bear his name
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| Now if there is a moral to this story
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| It’s that stories don’t always end sweet
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| You may think this is wrong, but such is the song
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| The Ballad of Principle Pete
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| The Ballad of Principle Pete
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| The Ballad of Principle Pete |