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
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