Your clothes fall slowly
I'm a spy, a spectator
And the fan tearing you apart
I know that thinking turns you on
I think that I'll never be able to know
Only this way I'll see you
Through my venetian blind
Mmm, it's like wearing down
We're on the edge of the ledge
I know that thinking turns you on
I think that I'll never be able to know
Only this way I'll see you
Through my venetian blind, hey
Your clothes fall slowly
I'm a spy, a spectator
And the fan tearing you apart
I know that thinking turns you on
I think that I'll never be able to know
Only this way I'll see you
Through my venetian blind, hey
Don't waste strength trying to understand
Only this way I'll see you
Through my venetian blind