Before you spill the beans, I think you'd ought to know
I've always been a raconteur, a chatterbox, a blabbermouth who
Loves to blow up the bones of it, I'm a snakey man, with a snakey plan to
Keep your gossip as best I can, but it's hard, I tried, I can't
So my wife said, "Don't talk rubbish about your friends", I'm sorry I think I did
Now they're falling out with me
If I had a gun up against my head, and had to pick a fault
I'd have to confess that it's my need to impress people when I talk
Whatever you need to get off your chest, I'm all ears
Well d'you know that you heard to never trust me with words, well, perhaps they're not wrong
"Don't talk rubbish about your friends", I'm sorry I think I did
Now they're falling out with me
Yes I'd sworn down on everything, my mother's life and my wedding ring, but still
They're falling out with me