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Yo Key-Love, check these hizzes I just came up on man Come on over here man, know you wanna get busy with this here
[Kool Keith] Yo nah man, I got my binoculars on, zoom Check out in this buildin, this honey is gettin undressed She don`t even know I`m watchin, check it out..
[chorus] Private eyes.. private eyes..
[sung Intro] Look at you honey, you`re lookin good girl Don`t you see me lookin through your window Oooh, baby, get outta here over here baby You, I loooove I love to, climb up in a tree Get a good look, closer up, don`t you see me (Keith, get your camera ready) Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhowww!
[Kool Keith] With equipment ready, my thirty-five millimeter Minolta I snap flicks of chicks prime thickness catch perfect night twilight Kodak exchanges, you`re caught with strangers For the self-entertainment I make arrangements Adjusting focus here, stand there I got the best view, just you, my target, your G-string All booty`s in the air Clear pictures, raw adventures Developin some progress, already you undressed Psychadelic background, me with oils You pull your panties down in your own privacy
[singing] And I`m lookin lookin lookin in your private eyes.. Peekin through your windows, babe Private eyes.. you`re lookin gorgeous.. oooh Private eyes
[Kool Keith] Yeah There I am, black mask, cape, naked Leather striped motorcycle boots The phenomenal Bronx entertainer, private show solo Binoculars in my window Peepin Tom, I`m watchin you do the (?) sheer lingerie My telescope`s on you every day Apartment house, you don`t know Six-three, or six-T It could be my boy downstairs in three-B Erotic rubbers for lovers; three-way peekaboos You run and change your shoes, elastic boots beyond your knees You see me on the elevator every night, I smile, peace
[singing] Private eyes.. yes.. private ey-eye-eye-eye-eyes Peakin into you, baby.. Don`t you see me, lookin through your window Here I come, into your bedroom baby Oh yeah, (?) on zoom, ohhh Console I keep it close.. to you, babe
[Kool Keith] No pager no phones I know you`re home I see you cookin in the kitchen Silk robe, as you roam back and forth As I stand birthday suitless Blow kisses with wishes I wanna approach, I`d rather watch live Night steams with dreams I beam in your face Lights out, you can`t see Private eyes exchange, between you and me..
Private eyes..
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