| Right outside the window
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| Something’s happening
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| A man he stares into a TV screen
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| From the next apartment we hear music
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| Bleeding through the scene
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| TV pand the bedroom, woman’s sleeping
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| Hand are sprawled out loosely across the bed
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| She must be pretty rich
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| 'cause I can see all the diamonds on her neck
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| And there’s always someone watching
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| Eyes
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| TV’s on and someone watching
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| Eyes
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| Silent sunbeams falling across the window
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| Suddenly she awake with surprise
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| Day and night they always go so quickly
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| In TV time
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| Her husband rushes in and in the meantime
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| She just slightly smiles and turns her head
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| He just whispers something to her softly
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| God knows what he said
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| And there’s always someone watching
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| Eyes
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| TV’s on and someone watching
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| Eyes
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| You know it wasn’t very long
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| Before the two of they were kissing
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| She was his wife, he was her man
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| But they knew what they were missing
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| And there’s always someone watching
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| Eyes
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| TV’s on and someone’s watching
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| Eyes
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| In the kitchen someone’s watching
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| Eyes
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| And the maid and butler’s watching
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| Eyes
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| TV’s on somebody’s watching
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| TV’s on somebody’s watching
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| And there’s always someone watching
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| Eyes
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| TV’s on and someone’s watching
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| Eyes
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| They’re getting in through your eyes
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| Don’t let them poison your mind |