Each time you wake up

Take off your make-up

And hold your head

You can't remember

Your mind's a blender

You're back to bad

CHORUS:

You change your sex

You change your clothes

You change your friends

Now I suppose

You'll change again so no one knows

Which way you blow with the weather, boy

The weather boy....

You're so damn right on

You can't decide on

Which drug to use

You love the