Ah yes, the trials and tribulations of a rookie P.I.
by Cary Kembla
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I’ve been watching you for eighteen odd days
From my Datsun parked across from your place
I have my lunch and if a neighbour walks past
Me and my steak sandwich just slide below the glass
Casing you is a difficult thing
But I’ll be here tomorrow and the next day
Staking out!
Steaking in, and staking out
Steaking in
Oh, there you go!
You snatched your milk of the brick
I took a snap but you were much too quick
All I saw was a handle yank down
And the iridescent flash of a lime dressing gown
Casing you is a frustrating thing
You’re so sly and crafty
But you know I won’t give in
Cos it’s what I do now
Staking out!
Steaking in, and staking out
Steaking in, and staking out!
Ah-ha, gotcha!
You really took a big chance
Taking a leak behind your Indonesian pot plants
I caught it all on my wide angle lens
Er well, so what does it matter that I’m at the wrong address
Thanks to you I’ve got the hang of this thing
So next time Mother calls and asks me what I’m doing now
I’m gonna say “Ma, I stake out!
I steak in, and I stake out”
Steaking in, and staking out
Steaking in, and staking out!
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