I don't like secrets, it's really hot outside.
I don't like secrets, it's really dark outside.
I don't like secrets, but when they're mine, don't seem to mind.
I don't like secrets, it's very dark outside.
I don't like secrets, it's really cold outside.
I don't like secrets, but when they're mine, don't seem to mind.
(Lyrics as interpreted by Allan Hise <hise@io.com>)