From my kitchen window, I spy Buddy Where did his mother go? I wonder over tea and toast and honey It is 3am, he is in his PJ's talking to his cats again Oh Buddy They say that Buddy's lived in that house since '43 Now that his mother's gone, Buddy never married Neither he or me can sleep We've both got worries but Buddy has got no one Oh Buddy I knew the moment I saw you that I would write this story for you I knew the moment I saw you Watching him wash his hands repeatedly Where did your mother go? I know you must miss her Buddy Saw him on the street just once - Sunday suit And his hair wet down to his face He smiled at no one i could see There's a Buddy on every block There's a Buddy behind some big brick wall Keeping company with newspapers Pa**ing time to the sound of their own voice I knew the moment I saw you