Peter

Well, she had all the right looks And all the qualities All the right smiles And all the right quantities All the right perfections All the right places All the right flaws And all the right spaces But her swopped-crazed dad In desperate need of a son Who only had 12 daughters And she was the last one And Peter I just can't love you The way that you need me to Peter I can't love you The way that, the way that you need me to Named after her grandad No she wasn't shy, no how Introducing herself at the top of her lungs She wasn't shy, not now And public phone calls get more awkward Each and every day And hen I meet her dad I'm crying out What kind of name is Peter for a girl anyway? Peter I just can't love you The way that you need me to Peter I can't love you The way that, the way that you need me to What's the matter with Mary? Or a popular classic like Claire? Why didn't you give her a girls name? Is it because you didn't care? And why didn't you just go with Gwyneth? Or something simple like Pat? Peter, I love you But I can't get over the fact And Peter I just can't love you The way that you need me to Peter I can't love you The way that, the way that you need me to Peter, I can't love you Peter, I can't love you Oh, Peter, I can't love you The way that, the way that you need me to