X-ray Vision
I've got x-ray eyes
I've got x-ray vision
See the world at large
With rare definition
Look through doors and walls
Rucksacks and suitcases
Handbags, pockets too
Any private places
Glance into your veins
Watch your blood that's pumping
Gaze into your chest
Check your heart that's thumping
In your wheelie bin
I'll spot junk you're trashing
In your locked steel safe
Spy the cash you're stashing
Don't use magic tricks
Don't use high tech gadgets
It's a special gift
And I've always had it
Doctors are confused
So is my optician
I've got x-ray eyes
I've got x-ray vision