Nobody knows that I am a secret spy I follow you home, careful to walk behind you I climb up your tree and hide in the leaves To keep you from seeing who I am Call me obsessed, but I need to know your name Your age, your address and where in the world you came from It’s silly to think that I’m on the brink Of falling right off my rocker Oh, I want to know All about your mom and your favorite song And why you hypnotize me Well, I tell you what I’m the definition of obsessive-compulsive, crazy love Late after dark, your light is on upstairs And I watch you dance as if you were Fred Astaire A little finesse, a sparkly dress And I could be Ginger Rogers Oh, I want to know All the books you read and your favorite sweets And why you hypnotize me Well, I tell you what I’m the definition of obsessive-compulsive, crazy La, la, la I’m like a firefly La, la, la in the evening sky I’m all aglow whenever I see you walking by Oh, I want to know If you ever plan to hold my hand And why you hypnotize me Well, I tell you what I’m the definition of Obsessive-compulsive crazy love --

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