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The air was filled with suspicion |
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She poured us two martinis |
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And tried to guess my mission |
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I pretended to know nothing |
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It's best to use discretion |
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But she turned her floodlight eyes on me |
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And demanded a confession |
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I told her I am a spy in the house of love |
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Gathering clues to be used in the war of the affections |
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I am a spy in the house of love |
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I won't be refused I'm waiting for your heart's defection |
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I saw, yes I did, everything that pleased her |
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I recorded every movement |
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And plotted how to seize her |
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I used a tiny camera |
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I thought I'd Japanese her |
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I made a voodoo doll of her |
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And sat around and squeezed her |
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I told her I am a spy in the house of love |
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Gathering clues to be used in the war of the affections |
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I am a spy in the house of love |
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I won't be refused I'm waiting for your heart's defection |
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I'll read your mail |
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I'll tap your phone |
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I'm on your trail |
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You're never alone |
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One day you'll slip up |
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And leave a lip print on a coffee cup |
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I'm a spy and I just can't help myself |
