Who's that there staring at me through the tiny little window in the kitchen of my home
I say, I never can say with the folks round here I ever feel alone
My word, my words go out of my mouth and head directly for their ear
They know every little thing about me from my mother's name down to the bubble count in my beer
All eyes, all eyes, all eyes, all eyes on me
Who's that there staring at me through the tiny little window in the kitchen of my home
I say, I never can say with the folks round here I ever feel alone
My word, my words go out of my mouth and head directly for their ear
They know every little thing about me from my mother's name down to the bubble count in my beer
All eyes, all eyes, all eyes, all eyes on me
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Who's that there staring at me through the tiny little window in the kitchen of my home
I say, I never can say with the folks round here I ever feel alone
My word, my words go out of my mouth and head directly for their ear
They know every little thing about me from my mother's name down to the bubble count in my beer
The Philip Taylor Memorial - The Watching I Lyrics
The Philip Taylor Memorial - The Watching I Lyrics
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Who's that there staring at me through the tiny little window in the kitchen of my home
I say, I never can say with the folks round here I ever feel alone
My word, my words go out of my mouth and head directly for their ear
They know every little thing about me from my mother's name down to the bubble count in my beer
All eyes, all eyes, all eyes, all eyes on me
Who's that there staring at me through the tiny little window in the kitchen of my home
I say, I never can say with the folks round here I ever feel alone
My word, my words go out of my mouth and head directly for their ear
They know every little thing about me from my mother's name down to the bubble count in my beer
All eyes, all eyes, all eyes, all eyes on me
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Who's that there staring at me through the tiny little window in the kitchen of my home
I say, I never can say with the folks round here I ever feel alone
My word, my words go out of my mouth and head directly for their ear
They know every little thing about me from my mother's name down to the bubble count in my beer
I say, I never can say with the folks round here I ever feel alone
My word, my words go out of my mouth and head directly for their ear
They know every little thing about me from my mother's name down to the bubble count in my beer
All eyes, all eyes, all eyes, all eyes on me
Who's that there staring at me through the tiny little window in the kitchen of my home
I say, I never can say with the folks round here I ever feel alone
My word, my words go out of my mouth and head directly for their ear
They know every little thing about me from my mother's name down to the bubble count in my beer
All eyes, all eyes, all eyes, all eyes on me
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Bop-bah, bop-bah badaba
Who's that there staring at me through the tiny little window in the kitchen of my home
I say, I never can say with the folks round here I ever feel alone
My word, my words go out of my mouth and head directly for their ear
They know every little thing about me from my mother's name down to the bubble count in my beer
Writer: Philip Taylor
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