When you walk down the street

I always take a peek

Peeping eyes looking at you

I asked her for a date

She said a quarter till eight

Though I was never late

But had another date

Peeping eyes deep inside

Peeping eyes looking at you

Peeping eyes wanted to cry

Peeping eyes looking at you

I caught her on the run

She said you son of a gun

Peeping eyes been looking at me

Well she jumped up to fight

I said that isn't right

Because peeping eyes are looking at you

Peeping eyes deep inside

Peeping eyes looking at you

Peeping eyes want to cry

Peeping eyes looking at you

Peeping eyes deep inside

Peeping eyes looking at you

Peeping eyes want to cry

Peeping eyes looking at you