Thinks of money all the time

Doing it to annoy her

She's on his conscience day and night

So he acts like her employer



They all come and peep through a hole in the wall

Keep the bastards guessing



He likes to take the long way home

It's another fine decision

From six to seven he'll be all alone

So he turns on televison

Doesn't even notices the hours roll by

It's lost inside a screen

Watches the film about the evening sky

It was someone else's dream



All come peep through the wall?

Keep the bastards guessing

All come and peep through a hole in the wall

Just to watch his heart undressing

They all come and peep through a hole in the wall

Because you look so impressive.



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