X-ray Vision

I've got x-ray eyes

I've got x-ray vision

See the world at large

With rare definition

Look through doors and walls

Rucksacks and suitcases

Handbags, pockets too

Any private places

Glance into your veins

Watch your blood that's pumping

Gaze into your chest

Check your heart that's thumping

In your wheelie bin

I'll spot junk you're trashing

In your locked steel safe

Spy the cash you're stashing

Don't use magic tricks

Don't use high tech gadgets

It's a special gift

And I've always had it

Doctors are confused

So is my optician

I've got x-ray eyes

I've got x-ray vision