Change

She was acting pretty,

Thought she owned the city

Someone should have told her

that pretty ain't a job

And now she begs for money,

no one calls her honey

As she bothers shoppers

in the parking lot

Gets her karma with a catch

Forget superstition

by wearing it backwards

Lives under ladders

and sleeps with black cats

Some people never change,

they just stay the same way

I swear just like a sailor,

love is not a flavor

And I find its just a concept

that we live inside

And if you can't agree with

me and Mr.twain

In matters of opinion

our rivals are insane

Forget superstition

by wearing it backwards

Lives under ladders

and sleeps with black cats

Some people never change,

they just stay the same way

Some people never change,

they just stay the same way

Some people never change,

they just stay the same way

Some people never change,

they just stay the same way

Change, Change, Change

Change, Change, Change

Change, Change, Change

Change, Change, Change