The night was young and wet that fateful day You stepped out of the rain and looked my way All of my cool disappeared All I ever wanted was here Gone
s, brunettes and redheads To satisfy the voyeur Uncut videos, vibrating eye Snakes alive 'Cause he's never shy He's the voyeur Leggy traffic wardens
Track down a satellite, beam in the action, life lies bleeding live in your living room, our senses on remote control overkill and overload. From Lockerbie
[musick & lyrixxx - Ross Sewage, 1998] Observing the forensic dissection, Espying the splayed chest cavity, His abberant sexual stimuli, The grotesquely
Could I watch you dance, or would you mind? That if you gave it a chance, I think you might find it thrilling. Oh I find it such disgrace to never share
And when the day ends I'm sure she feels sorrow The lonely guy, I am, I wait for her to change I've been here two days, I'll sure be here tomorrow I'd
your arms wide, my dear, and spread them) open your legs wide, and welcome in to the deep black hole through eyes azure the deep black soul of a lonely voyeur
blade Turn and turn again The screw, is a tightening atrocity I shake for the reeking flesh Is as romantic as hell The need to have seen it all The voyeur
I see you coming in And it's as if I've been awakened Maybe you were born for me And I'm feeling so alive And I'm overcome with pleasure So deep in fantasy
on Shadows fill the room And she starts movin' Voyeur voyeur are ya' hot tonight Dance dance dance Till it makes ya' feel good Voyeur voyeur who ya' got
The hounds are running in the alley-way below Underlining all her sins Across the alley, there is a rented room There is a girl, I watch, I watch her
And when the day ends I'm sure she feels sorrow The lonely guy I am, I like to watch her change I've been here two days, I'll sure be here tomorrow I'
'tit chapeau et ses chaussures blanches Dans la sall' de bains elle passe Et reste un' bonne heure a jouer du robinet Puis revient en rob' de chambre Le pauvre voyeur
interferir con tu respiracion no voy a entrar en tu corazon, no te quiero tocar, no te puedo querer, yo te dire lo que quiero ser: tu voyeur. Tu voyeur, tu voyeur, tu voyeur
How much should I pay you to hang out with me? The things I need to hear, they just aren't much I swear that wasn't me hiding across the street Looking
And when the day ends I'm sure she feels sorrow The lonely guy I am, I like to watch her change I've been here two days, I'll sure be here tomorrow