Just a forty something smoker, he's got all he needs to know
Gazes too long at the future female forms, comatose
Now all I need is a little lie (ah, ah)
Not even spoken but in his smile (ah, ah)
What will I spy with my invisible eye?
That's the one he wants, that's the one he wants yeah
She dresses just like our teacher's wife (ah, ah)
Brown tresses, A-line, laddered tights (ah, ah)
What will I spy with my invisible eye?
That's the one he wants, that's the one he wants yeah