(wee-ooh-ooh)
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I'm on the outside looking in (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Through the window-pane, here I am again, looking inside, ri-ight through
You're undressing in my view, so I'm stuck here, just like glue
'Cause I love to ogle you (to ogle you)

I'm on the outside looking in (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I don' wanna be, I don' wanna be caught on the outside by a cop
I'm here hiding in your hedge
Peering o'er your window ledge
Waiting for your pants to drop

I better run away, I better run away, a-and quickly, but I can't
(hoop-woo-ooh)
Brassiere's in my ey-e-e-e-e-e-e-s
(hoop-woo-ooh)
Unsnap, but turn your back,
But then, to my surprise (shows me the prize!)

On the outside looking in (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ev'ry single day, peek at your display of private part, dear, once again
Are you fond of flashing men? I'll give rating, dear, of "10"
On the back porch, looking in (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

Please don't turn your back again; I will wait till don't know when
Through the screen door, looking in (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
On the outside looking in (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

----looking in
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Though I gotta pee, hot Madonna, she; always gonna be looking in