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