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 Ultra (Kool Keith & Tim Dog) - Private Eyes Lyrics

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]
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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..