An invitation to dance on the floor
Entertainment was low in my home
Mother she sighs; what is love
Is it something inside my brain
Love, oh it's driving us all insane
Oh... oh... oh...
The boy with the X-Ray eyes
It's not a surprise
Nothing really matters to him
Spies looking into my window
I watch
Spies they never can deny
The boy with the X-Ray eyes
It's not a surprise
Nothing really matters to him
The boy with the X-Ray eyes
It's not a surprise
Spies looking into my window
I watch
Spies they never can deny
The boy with the X-Ray eyes
It's not a surprise
Nothing really matters to him
The boy with the X-Ray eyes
It's not a surprise
I see through your lies
With my bionic eyes
Bionic, bionic, bionic
It's the boy with the X-Ray eyes
It's the boy with the X-Ray eyes
It's the boy with the X-Ray eyes
It's the boy with the X-Ray eyes
