Thinks of money all the time
Doing it to annoy her
She's on his conscience day and night
So he acts
Like her employer
Tomorrow he's sure to be a smart fellow
Keep the bastards guessing
They all come and peep through a hole in the wall
Just to watch his heart undressing
He likes to take the long way home
It's another fine decision
From 6 to 7 he'll be all alone
So he turns on television
Doesn't even notice as the hour rolls by
Gets lost inside the screen
Watches a film about the evening sky
And lives someone else's dream
Tomorrow he's sure to be a smart fellow
Keep the bastards guessing
They all come and peep through a hole in the wall
Cause the view looks so impressive