Because I'm watching you through your window, 
every night of the week;
Wondering if you notice me 
when I'm up in the tree across the street.
And every night I think of you while lying in my bed,
Fantasizing that it's me when you're giving your 
boyfriend head.
As I watch from your yard now I'm getting hard,
A symbol of our special romance,
Cause deep in my mind I want you from behind,
But I'd be happy if you just took off your pants.

Just a glance of your rear, 
a little booty's all I ask,
It's just a camera there's no reason to fear, 
now let me get a close-up of your ass.
Because I'm filming you through your window, 
with every chance that I can find;
Struggling to maintain ample focus, 
and an erection at the same time.
So late tonight when I go home 
and add another tape to my shelf,
I'll look back with great content 
as I sordidly pleasure myself.