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You look at me from the back of the room |
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All i see is a bumbling buffoon |
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Head down like you don't see much |
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Until you move in to make your bust |
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I spy for you and me |
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I spy for you and me |
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Disguised like you're one of the scene |
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Just stand alone with no real friends |
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Scared people will find out who you are |
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Alone in the world without your telephone beeper |
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I spy for you and me |
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I spy for you and me |
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Curious folks ask questions of life |
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But you can't answer 'cause your heart's like a knife |
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Still you feel you sing the last song sung |
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You're just a heartless piece of scum with a gun |
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I spy for you and me |
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I spy for you and me |
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I spy i spy |
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I spy |
