Beside me when I watch t.v.
If i get up he follows me
Wweet as a little man can be
He knows he is not foolin' me
I know that he's watching
I'll tell you what I think
There's something funny happening
Cute little face, meant to decieve,
Sent here from space to spy on me
That he's lost any love for me
We still get along wonderfully
He just keeps on watching
How can I accept this intrusion?
Maybe I'll just get over it
But I could get him to tell me
All of the rest of them would. More from The Party Of Helicopters