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The Walls Have Ears

The Walls Have Ears

(EAAB) Am G Am G / Am G / Am G Am G / Am G Am   +2

I met her in the bar of a fine hotel,
And I knew she was falling beneath my spell;
Then she stirred her drink in the intimate dark
And the olive gave off sparks.

     The walls have ears and the ceiling has eyes
     And the waiter was an agent in disguise;
     How can I tell you I love you, dear,
     When I know the walls have ears?

I stroked her fingers tenderly,
And I thought I saw my cheesecake blink at me;
Then just as it seemed I was getting to her,
Her earring started to whirr.

     The walls have ears and the ceiling has eyes
     And the wino was an agent in disguise;
     How can I tell you I love you, dear,
     When I know the walls have ears?

We went outside just to talk a little more,
And our table followed us out the door;
We strolled on the beach, while I held her hand
Past a periscope in the sand.

     The walls have ears and the ceiling has eyes
     And the seagull was an agent in disguise;
     How can I tell you I love you, dear,
     When I know the walls have ears?

She said she was an actress in a play;
She came to my room and she asked to stay;
But before I could get my necktie off,
The bedroom mirror coughed.

     The walls have ears and the ceiling has eyes
     And her agent was an agent in disguise;
     How can I tell you I love you, dear,
     When I know the walls have ears?

Well, now we are married, and live all alone
In a shack in the desert -- without a phone;
But sometimes it seems as I slip into bed
I hear a funny humming in my head.

     The walls have ears and the ceiling has eyes
     And I look out for the satellites in the skies;
     And I never will know if you love me, dear,
     As long as the walls have ears!


Words and music by Bill Steele, copyright 1977 Loose Lid Music
(BMI).  On "Chocolate Chip Cookies", Swallowtail ST-7.

"This song was inspired by the Watergate scandal.  It's not that
there was anything new about corruption in government, it was the
tacit acceptance of eavesdropping.  The only question was: Who
would get the tapes?  This is a love song."

DC

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