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Bailey sleeps Beside me when I watch t.v. If i get up he follows me All around the place And he seems Wweet as a little man can be He knows he is not foolin' me I know that he's watching I'll tell you what I think There's something funny happening Cute little face, meant to decieve, Sent here from space to spy on me I don't think That he's lost any love for me We still get along wonderfully He just keeps on watching How can I accept this intrusion? Don't know what to do About any of this Maybe I'll just get over it But I could get him to tell me What he's tryin' to do Maybe if he confesssed All of the rest of them would. From Letras Mania