In Peyton Place my heart now beats
   And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps
   Her hair hung across her face
   Like a bush hangs across a wall
   She was short with a tidy smile
   I could hear temptation call
   From a fly in her ointment
   To the big feather in her cap
   It's a small world we discover
   I had once worked for her dad
   I was in gear making up stories
   And we laughed at each other's tales
   I watched her lips I wanted to kiss them
   My train of thought went off the rails
  
   In Peyton Place my heart now beats
   And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps
   In Peyton Place
   I lie awake and hear the sound
   That the angels make
   In Peyton Place
  
   The party was now ending
   So she gave me a lift back home
   Somehow I felt so nervous
   She drove so slowly on the road
   Next thing I knew she was in my arms
   Her hair was all over my face
   I brushed it aside she invited me in
   Now my heart beats in Peyton Place
  
   Her hair hung across her face like
   A bush hangs across a wall