I studied a fluke
Which floated within my lab dish
And I made some notes
Stuffed them in my lab coat, oh yeah

I then had to sneeze
Which started the fluke in orbit
Oh then I couldn't see
Where that fluke came to be

I looked on the floor
Running my hands towards the door
And I scooped up that fluke
Wanting to puke
And earned a rebuke

Then I finally saw,
That holding a fluke was too gross
Oh and it couldn't be
That that fluke was on me!

I'm feeling quite ill
Thinking I must take a big pill
And I shook out my hand
Don't understand
Where that fluke did land

Then I hurried right out
Which started the whole class laughing
Oh but fearful I be
That that fluke's still on me
That that fluke's still on me...