Secrets seem to rouse in me a burning need to share

So don’t tell me your secret, it’s a burden I can’t bare

Find someone more judicious, with more integrity

Your secret won’t be safe you see, tell anyone but me

 

I hate that I’m a blabbermouth, I don’t mean to betray

(When I let the cat out I feel wretched with dismay)

I somehow put my foot in it, I’m leaky at the seams

I tell myself “don’t do it!” but then I spill the beans

 

So if you’re planning something and you’re hoping to surprise

Please don’t let me in on it, that would be unwise

Take this as a warning, please be prudent, please take heed

If you insist on telling me, your secret will be freed!