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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... 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 Nothing really matters to him Spies looking into my window I watch Spies they're watching us tonight 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 SongtexteThe 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 I see through your mind with my bionic, bionic I see through your lies with my bionic eyes Bionic, bionic, bionic eyes. Aus Songtexte Mania