I should have told them I was sick last week.
They're gonna think this is the way I sing.
Why's the pianist playing so loud-
Should I sing louder? I'll sing louder.
Maybe I should stop and start over.
I'm gonna stop and start over.
Why's the director staring at his crotch?
Why's that man staring at my resume?
Don't stare at my resume!
I made up half my resume- Look at me!
Stop looking at that- Look at me!
No, not at my shoes,
Don't look at my shoes.
I hate these "bleeping" shoes.
Why'd I pick these shoes?
Why'd I pick this song?
Why'd I pick this career?
WHHHYYYY does this pianist hate me?
So, Tonight = Not So Much Fun.
Ha.
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