I see you from my spy plane, baby I see you walking on the ground I see you through my spy glasses, baby I can see right through the ground If you want to be a spy Then you must really see And you must really see If you want to be a spy like me
Come on
I might gaze on a submarine I see your face smiling at me Even when I close my eyes Your silhouette is smiling at me But you will never understand me Because I have a special job I wish I could break the spy glass Set it free So we could be
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