She’s Got Spies

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 sirens 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 360 degrees without turning round
She sometimes cries 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 sirens singing I'll think a thought of you

And when the cold war's over
The springtime thaw will flower
And when the siren's singing
We'll sense a new beginning just as we reach the end...