Pretty, pretty, pretty as a picture
Witty, witty, witty as you can be
Blind 'cause your eyes see only glitter
Closed to the things that make you freeEver stop to think about a downfall
Happens at the end of every line
Just when you think you've pulled a fast one
Happens to the foolish all the timeSomebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching youGames are to played with toys etcetera
Love is to be made when you're for real
Ups and downs are caused by life in general
Some are yours no matter how you feelShady as a lady in a mustache
Feelings camouflaged by groans and grins
Secrets have a special way about them
Moving to and fro among your friendsSomebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching youLive it up today if you want to
Live it down tomorrow afternoon
Sunday school don't make you cool forever
Neither does the silver of your spoonThe nicer the nice, the higher the price
This is what you pay for what you need
The higher the price, the nicer the nice
Jealous people like to see you bleedSomebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching you
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Somebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching you
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Somebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching you
Somebody?s watching you
Songwriters
SYLVESTER STEWARTPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.