The Walls Have Ears The walls have ears, ears that hear each little sound you make Every time you stamp through a lamp and every cup and dish you break But they can't hear a kiss or two arms that hold you tight So come on baby, don't fight tonight The walls have ears, better think before you fling that shoe If you part my hair with a chair, they'll spread the news to Timbuktu But they can't hear a kiss or t ...