And she's tapping the calls
If you've got a secret, boy, forget about it
Because she's a hotel detective
Why don't you check her out

Well, the bellhop is funky
The dumbwaiter's a monkey
If there's a knock on the door, boy, forget about it

She says she likes my face
She says she owns the place
Forget about it

Come on and swing with me
>From the top of a tree
And make me feel like a bee
That's where I want to know you

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