What I see is...
As far as I know, baby
You can see
As far as I go, funky baby
Digging deep inside of me

As far as I know, sister
I’m alright
As far as I know, funky lady I’m coming home tonight you can see though the smoke

You’re an x-ray man
You got x-ray eyes
This is no reflection on you why don’t you put on your two-way
It’s just what I see inside sombrero and leave

You’re an x-ray man
You got white wall tires
Iodine tan
Cheap, unpleasant desires
You’re an x-ray man
You got an x-rated mind
You’re not satisfied looking at me
You’re always checking out the girl behind
You’re an x-ray man, you got secret plans for me