I look at you
I look at you
I look at you
I look at you

Hey, Mrs. Grey, are you awake yet?
You beauty sleep is just a dream
Those lines on your face, they tell your story
So now it's time for laser-beam

I look at you a thousand miles above the ground
You're not coming down, ah, what a view
You drift about, you're spinning round
You're not coming down

Hey, Mr. Blue, you feeling randy?
Do you still flirt with her next door?
Wearing that dress, nicked from your mother
It doesn't fit you anymore

I look at you a thousand miles above the ground
You're not coming down, ah, what a view
You drift about, you're spinning round
You're not coming down

Hey, Mrs. Green, whose that you're out with?
He's twenty five, but not your son
Show him your bits, it's what you're there for
This woman's weekly
(Weak?)
It keeps you young

I look at you, a thousand miles above the ground
You're not coming down, ah, what a view
You drift about, you're spinning round
You're not coming down