There are folks And there are flies All with eyes Staring into you And they're holding drinks Their words are jinxed Fold you right in two And you always crease When they start to speak You're feeling such a fool When their heads are turned You're still unsure What you should do You better rehearse 'Cause every time it gets worse Every time You feel the words Hits you first Feels like you are through And it makes you scared When you're not prepared To follow up on cue And you know your nailed When you fail Your end is never too soon But like they begin They always end Just in time for you You better rehearse 'Cause every time it gets worse