Lyrics

Fortune teller sees you
Strutting down the block
She reads what you wanna hear
Like the hands of a clock
She just might wind you up
And put you on the shelf
She's not reading your mind
You're just telling on yourself

Your body is electric
It can't help but sing
And you know that body music
Is a powerful thing
Don't you try to hide it
It ain't no good for your health
The more you try to hide it
The more you're telling on yourself

Start talking money
You're telling on your job
Telling on your manners
Acting like a snob
Telling on your habits
Talking 'bout what you gave up
You might as well give up talking
I think I've heard enough

Now don't think you're alone
You probably got my number too
But I've got nothing to hide
The way you think you do
So if you think you're getting over
Maybe you should get some help
Call your shrink and just keep talking
Telling on yourself