Peter

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Peter, where are you?

Peter, where are you?


Mother sits all by herself

Ironing her Sunday best

Police are looking for a man

Who's wanted for arrest


Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ahh...


Peter, where are you son?

Your mother's calling you

Peter, where are you son?

Your mother's calling you-hou-hou-hou-hou-hou


Hurry, hurry

Hurry, hurry


Peter, where are you?

Peter, where are you?


Killer stalks the darkened street

For a place to hide

Suddenly his face lights up

A backdoor open wide


Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ahh...


Peter, where are you son?

Your mother's calling you

Peter, where are you son?

Your mother's calling you-hou-hou-hou-hou-hou


Hurry, hurry

Hurry, hurry


Peter, where are you?

Peter, where are you?


Peter, Peter


Killer kicks a bucket and it hits the ground

Mother hears a noise and she turns around

There she sees the killer standing with a knife

Terror-stricken face screaming for her life


Peter, where are you son?

Your mother's calling you

Peter, where are you son?

Your mother's calling you-hou-hou-hou-hou-hou


Hurry, hurry

Hurry, hurry


Peter, where are you?

Peter, where are you?


Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter...

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