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

And 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

And when the siren's singing I'll think a thought of you



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

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