I can tell you've got it bottled up inside
  I can tell 'cause it shows in your eyes
  You keep on keeping your secrets inside
  And I I will tell you tell you no lies
  That's my lip service lip service
  That's my lip service lip service
  I can tell you heard a lot of this before
  I can tell you've had your fill
  You you keep yours
  And I'll keep mine and when we tell stories we'll wait for bedtime
  But the raven still beguiling all my fancy inter-smiling
  Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door
  Then upon the velvet sinking I betook myself to linking
  Fancy unto fancy thinking what this ominous bird of yore
  Said the Raven Nevermore
  Your lips are sealed
  But your eyes reveal the reason you tell me the reason you squeal
  For my lip service lip service
  That's my lip service lip service