(Intro: ironic humming to the tune of 'Memories..' - It was used in a tacky old Telstra ad)
Don't look at me with those private eyes
They try and make believe it's paradise to privatise
They come around to sell my telephone, but I already own it
You're just a crook with that private look, don't look at me with private eyes
Don't even mention private company
You just wanna, wanna, wanna have your way with me
And then you'd only talk to your other friends, those business friends
And you're just a crook with that private look, don't talk to me with private eyes
Privatise. It's an expensive disguise and you don't think that I can see through it, through it
The service dies as the profits hit the roof and my price is gonna go through it, through it
Don't do it with the private eyes
Privatise. Don't privatise. Ohooo
Operator get me 'O' double 'O'
It's an emergency I hope you knows (we hope she knows)
What do you mean I've got to pay for it? No I don't have it on me!
Oh I've been took by those private crooks who look at me with private eyes
'Cause if they want to name your price, and if they want to take control
Company say 'rise' and the profits rise, and everything you owned will soon be sold
You could never trust private eyes
Privatise. Don't privatise. Ohooo
Company say 'rise' and the profits rise
I could never trust those private eyes
Company say 'rise' and the profits rise
I could never trust those private eyes
Company say 'rise' and the profits rise
I could never trust those private eyes
Company say 'rise' and the profits rise
I could never trust those private eyes
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