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Peg And Pete And Me Lyrics - Singles - Stan Ridgway

I can feel the life runnin' out of me workin' here at Pete's 

Two years ago it was just the thing 

Workin' cars part time every week 

I met 'em both at a drag race 

They both dressed pretty snappy that day 

Pete's wife Peg, she put the make on me 

While Pete just looked the other way 

Now no one can say what your future will hold 

Or what your life will have in store 

We went home that night 

Pete passed out on the couch 

And then Peg pulled me down on the floor 

Well, I know now she knew what she was doing 

Forbidden fruit, but what the hell, I bit 

That's all it took, my fate was sealed 

That night the flame was lit 

Every night when the lights go out 

Pete drinks his booze and then he passes out 

And I hear a footstep outside my door 

And then I remember what I started working here for 

 

CHORUS 

Peg and Pete and me 

One and one and one make three 

Peg and Pete and me 

One and one and one make three 

Now tell me what would you do if you were in my shoes? 

 

Tonight Peg, we gotta stop this thing 

I don't know if we can 

Peg said "Don't worry, now Pete's asleep and I've got a certain plan 

You know everything is in my name," she said, 

"and anyway I love you so very much." 

He'll never feel a thing 

Just like he never woke up 

And after that it will be just us." 

Every night when the lights go out 

Pete drinks his booze and then he passes out 

And I hear a footstep outside my door 

And then I remember what I started working here for 

 

CHORUS 

 

The next morning when I woke up Peg was gone 

But the detective said, "Son, you gotta come downtown with me 

'Cause we know you killed Pete dead." 

The jury found me guilty 

And sent me up for ninety-nine to life 

And if there's any advice I can give from this cell 

Never trust a rich, dead man's wife 

 

CHORUS 

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