Private Eyes They're watching you They see your every move They're watching you watching You watching you watching you I see you, you see me Watch you blowin' the lines When you're making a scene Oh girl, you've got to know

Don't hang your head, so the wise man said, or boy you'll soon be dead You better run, run Manuela-uela run (Gonna shoot you in the back with your own gun) You better run, run Manuela run Don't look now, you better watch that sword that's hanging over

Where was I before you came around I was drifting, no place to call home Without you lovin' me You give me someone to believe in Staring out the window Watching the night turn into day It's 4 in the morning I've got so many things to say I've been out

You got that booty booty boom bam ba Baby give me that boom bam ba Baby girl, please please, baby don't leave Baby got ass like a trunk Took her from her man, he a punk She got a body like Baywatch I met her at the Playhouse Ten bottles, bought ten more

I burn it down Just to watch it go So everybody knows Just to see it torched I hate it to the core You think you know me You don't know shit I've seen the world through your eyes And it makes me sick

Shut up and drive, drive, drive So if you feel it let me know, know, know Come on now what you're waiting for, for, for My engine's ready to explode, explode, explode So start me up and watch me go, go, go Get you where you wanna go, if you know what I

I can make the stars dance The sky is everywhere, so meet me under there I can make the stars dance dance dance with you Light up the moon, I can make the stars dance If you want me to Wake up to your dreams And watch them come true I'll make you whisper

Tell me what's it gonna hurt To have a little drink after work? We made it to the middle of the week And I'm thinking that I'm probably gonna need To get to know you casually Just having fun, two for one Watch a good time get a little better Ain't no

Me and my girls Me and my girls, me and my girls I'm going home with who I came with No jodas, nosotras And who I came with's not you If we want it, we take it If we need money, we make it Nobody knows if we fake it You like to watch while we shake it

Let me take you to the movies Can I take you to the show Let me be yours ever truly Can I make your garden grow From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go From the door comes satan's daughter, and it only goes to show, you know There's