You think no one is watching you as you sip your juice
you flip your hair
toss off your slippers
no one hears you as you whisper
so you say so you think
but on the other side of your window
lies a peeping tom in wake
lying in your wake a peeping tom awaits
for you to shake a tail feather
slide off your bustier
and your panties off your derriere
or just to see you walking around
like you do
talking, twirling, dancing singing
oh trust me
he is listening
He's got weird fetishes
a list of them, he'd like for you to do
in his bedroom
with you and he alone
But the voyeur is a sad and empty soul
no courage or nerve hits him ten fold
he'll sit alone and pretend
worship you from afar
and one day maybe he'll get lucky
and the ehxibitionist will steal the show
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