Whooooaaa
Keep your head above the water, your feet right on the floor
Keep your eyes wide open and your back against the wall
Keep your hands on your wallet, your hat right down
Keep your mouth to yourself and your nose to the ground
I'm a private eye
I'm a rented spy
I'm an undercover agent
I'm a bodyguard with a callin' card
And I'm right here on the pavement
I'm a hired gun
A prodigal son
Open for your selection
A bargain muscler, a Quality hustler
Waiting for your direction
Got my gun always loaded and my car right full of gas
Synchronised my wristwatch, I'm lookin' through the trash
Got my camera right and ready and flashlight good and charged
My radio's on standby and my salary's been enlarged
He's a private eye
He's a private eye
He's a private eye
He's a private eye
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I can run a block
I can smash a lock
I can outwit the Lone Ranger
Catch a wife
Or take a life
I'll get you outta danger
Snatch a kid, or make a bid
I'm your suburban soldier
Bust a head, or shoot you dead
I'm touch or ain't I told you
He's a private eye
He's a private eye
He's a private eye
He's a private eye
He's a private eye
Private Eye was written by Greg Macainsh.
Private Eye was produced by Ross Wilson.