You are my FBI

You watch me on the off-chance that you'll catch me
you toss me out on a sea of whims yeah you boss me
I hear your calculator heals so I fear you
because
        
       you are my Russia, you're my KGB
       you're my United States, my CIA
       you are my FBI, oh why ?

you shoot me looks that feel like vice in verse
your heart is burning like a miser's purse
meaning business, pretty business, but boy there's so much worse
because
        
         refr.

you tease me with disbelief, oh baby yeah you squeeze me
with a love, only the Boston strangler dreams of
a feelings tax, a feelings tax is all I lack
because

        refr.
        you are my, you are my, you are my FBI
        you are my FBI


1980.