Secret Admirer

I've got something to tell you
 I hope you don't take it wrong
 You've got a secret admirer
 And I think he's writing a song
 He's a mysterious guy alright
 I'll give you a clue who it is
 And I'll throw in a couple of guesses
 He's in the music biz
 He keeps his tongue tied
 And he's really shy
 But none of that means
 That he's a bad guy
 I'm pretty sure he sees you on weekdays
 When you're walking home from work
 He looks out of his window
 So he can't act like a jerk
 And he's figured out what car you drive
 Not totally sure which house is yours
 He doesn't know what you're looking for
 He's gonna get it
 Well, I've got something to tell you
 I'm not trying to be a creep
 One day he'll be in your driveway
 Singing "La, la, la"