Little Does She Know

Little does she know that I know that she knows That I know she's two-timin' me Little does she know that I know that she knows That I know she's cheatin' on me I was outside the one-stop When I saw her in the coin-op And I didn't like what I see Little does she know that I know that she knows That I know she's two-timin' me She was sharing her spin dryer with a guy in a tie-dye When she saw my reflection in the chrome I knew that she'd seen me 'cause she dropped her bikini The one that I got her in Rome Little does she know that I know that she knows That I know she's two-timin' me Little does she know that I know that she knows That I know she's cheatin' on me When she finished her laundry she was all in a quandary And made for the street like a hare Her escape was so urgent, that she forgot her detergent And dropped all her clean underwear Little does she know that I know that she knows That I know she's cheatin' on me.