Sweet Peter

Lyrics
[HARRY, spoken] I find this much more interesting than talking Do you really love me? [JANE, spoken] Mmm hmm [HARRY, spoken] Oh, I hope your mother doesn't come in [JANE, spoken] I hope your father doesn't come in [HARRY, spoken] Oh, don't worry about the Governor He's busy drinking [JANE, spoken] Goodness! Where does he keep it all? [HARRY, spoken] He must have a hollow leg [JANE, spoken] That's what they used to say about Peter Stuyvesant [HARRY, spoken] The old Dutch governor? [JANE, spoken] There's a legend about him [HARRY, spoken] No! Tell me [JANE] When mein Herr Peter Stuyvesant Was governor of the town He went every night to the tavern And drank all the Burgundy down His wooden leg 'til dawn would peg While wifey at home would frown And when he would hobble home in the gloom His wife knew the sound of his boom, boom, boom Sweet Peter, sweet Peter Had a wife and couldn't cheat her Naughty Peter couldn't cheat her With his boom, boom, boom Sweet Peter, sweet Peter Wide awake in bed he'd meet her Naughty Peter, he would greet her With his boom, boom, boom Homeward he'd stumble With the key he'd fumble Downstairs he'd tumble When she threw a broom Sweet Peter, sweet Peter Had a wife and couldn't cheat her Pickled Peter couldn't cheat her With his boom, boom, boom [HARRY] Sweet Peter, sweet Peter Had a wife and couldn't cheat her [JANE] Naughty Peter couldn't cheat her [JANE & HARRY] With his boom, boom, boom [JANE] Sweet Peter, sweet Peter Wide awake in bed he'd meet her [HARRY] Naughty Peter, he would greet her [JANE & HARRY] With his boom, boom, boom [HARRY] Homeward he'd stumble With the key he'd fumble Downstairs he'd tumble [JANE & HARRY] When she threw a broom Sweet Peter, sweet Peter Had a wife and couldn't cheat her Pickled Peter couldn't cheat her With his boom, boom, boom, boom With his boom, boom, boom [Dance.] [ENSEMBLE]With his boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Sweet Peter, sweet Peter Had a wife and couldn't cheat her Naughty Peter couldn't cheat her With his boom, boom, boom Sweet Peter, sweet Peter Wide awake in bed he'd meet her Naughty Peter, he would greet her With his boom, boom, boom Homeward he'd stumble With the key he'd fumble Downstairs he'd tumble When she threw a broom Sweet Peter, sweet Peter Had a wife and couldn't cheat her Pickled Peter couldn't cheat her With his boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom With his boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom With his boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom With his boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
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Credits
- Writers
- Richard Rodgers
- Lorenz Hart
- Rodgers & Hart
- Herbert Fields