Thinks of money all the time Doing it to annoy her She's on his conscience day and night So he acts Like her employer Tomorrow he's sure to be a smart fellow Keep the bastards guessing They all come and peep through a hole in the wall Just to watch his heart undressing He likes to take the long way home It's another fine decision From 6 to 7 he'll be all alone So he turns on television Doesn't even notice as the hour rolls by Gets lost inside the screen Watches a film about the evening sky And lives someone else's dream Tomorrow he's sure to be a smart fellow Keep the bastards guessing They all come and peep through a hole in the wall Cause the view looks so impressive