Spy

They Might Be Giants

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



Spy spy spy spy

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Spy spy spy spy



Spy