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Here we go again |
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I was lying on my back porch just a-getting some sun |
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Had my hair done up in pigtails had my swiming suit on |
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I was just about asleep when there came a shadow over me |
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I opened up my eyes to peek and what did I see-ee |
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There was a man what a man looking down on me |
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Tall dark and handsome, six foot three |
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There was a look in his eyes that was telling me |
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He knew that there was something that he wanted to see |
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He said "Hi my name is Peter |
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And I'm here to read your meter |
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I'd like to see your kilowatts |
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Could you take me to your box" |
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I didn't have the slightest notion where that box could be |
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But I said to Peter won't you follow me |
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We went upstairs downstairs inside and out |
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I just loved having Peter follow me about |
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He said "Hey what's with you fox |
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Can't you take me to your box |
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I came here to see your meter |
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They call me Peter the meter reader" |
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By the time he found my meter it was a quarter past four |
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And he said to watch my heater as he was walking through my door |
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Every single kilowatt was a-looking just fine |
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And he'd be coming back to see them in another month's ti-i-ime |
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So now I'm waiting yes I'm waiting so patiently |
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To have my sweet sweet Peter read my meter for me |
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Maybe I should tell you so you'll understand |
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That Peter used to be my telephone man |
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Singing hey-laddy-laddy hey-laddy-laddy hey-laddy-laddy |
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Get it any way you can |
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I've never done anything like this before... well... |