She's Got Spies

She's got spies and they're looking out for me

But it's not like the KGB, it's just a game we play

She's got hooks meant for catching fish at sea

And she's casting them out and about to catch me unaware

She's got spies but it's not quite like the KGB, you see

She's got spies but it's not quite like the CIA, no way

She's got spies but it's not quite like the MI6, sixty-six

She's got spies but it's not espionage that makes her tick

When the siren's singing, I'll think a thought of you

She's got eyes and they're lodged in the back of her head

And she can see three-sixty degrees without turning around

She'll sometimes cry after watching the six o'clock news

And if the four-minute warning chimes

We'll hide here, underneath the desk

She's got spies but it's not quite like the KGB, you see

She's got spies but it's not quite like the CIA, no way

She's got spies but it's not quite like the MI6, sixty-six

She's got spies but it's not espionage that makes her tick

When the siren's singing, I'll think a thought of you

She's got spies but it's not quite like the KGB, you see

She's got spies but it's quite like the CIA

And when the cold war's over, the springtime thaw will flower

And when the siren's singing

We'll sense a new beginning, just as we reach the end