Listen to me, I'm the informer 
I'm telling on a friend 
Say can't you see, she adores you 
It's a message she's shy to send 

Listen to me, oh I'm the informer 
What I'm saying, you already know 
See people want what they cannot have 
People want what's not their own 

But don't turn away 
Hear what I say 
 [bad word] 
She's in love with you, but she's too shy to say it 
Don't know if you know, but she's infatuated 
Cares for no-one else, you're the apple of her eye 
Will you be good to her, or will you make her cry? 

Listen to me, see I'm the informer 
I'm telling on a friend 
Oh can't you see, she adores you 
It's a message she's shy to send 

Oh don't turn away 
Hear what I say 
 [bad word] 

Don't turn away 
Hear what I say 

She thinks of you at work, she thinks of you at home 
Thinking late at night, when it's dark and she's alone 
Why can't you take her out and spend some of your dough 
Pretend that she is just your friend, deep inside she knows 
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