Spy At the Airport
there's a spy inside the airport
Don't ask me how I know
Just believe me when I tell you
It's your job to make him show
He's somewhere in there hiding
watching, doing spy like things
he has a spylike briefcase
tied with spylike strings
He wears a spylike trenchcoat
He's hiding in plain sight
Looking for a spy at the airport
Can occupy a child's night
You know that someone's spying
But you don't know who
And you might be the spy in hiding
If their parents act as you
A child is alerted
By a man who wears dark glasses
He's looking for an airport spy
It's speeds up how time passes
You can keep a child busy
Looking for a secret spy
You know ones at the airport
Waiting for their time to fly
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