
Tell me what am I to do
I am such a Klutz it's true.
Each time I open my mouth
Everything starts flying south.
Discretion is the better part of Valor
My discrete brings on an angry parlor!
Just what am I to do to keep on track
And escape the extra flack.

Tell me what am I to say
To make the anger clouds go away?
I am such a thorn in your side
That our temperaments just collide?
I can only try to do my best
I'm not always the naughty pest.
Maybe you should lighten up a tad
Then maybe I would not make you so mad!
