Change

She was acting pretty, thought she owned the city

Someone should have told her that pretty ain't a job

Now she begs for money

No one calls her honey

As she bothers shoppers in the parking lot

Gets her karma with a catch

Forgets superstition by wearing it backward

Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats

Some people never change, they just stay the same way

I swear this like a sailor

Love is not a favor,

I find it's just a concept that we live inside

And if you can agree with me and Mr. Twain in matters of opinion

Our rivals are insane

Forgets superstition by wearing it backward

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

Change, change, change

Change, change, change

Change, change, change

Change, change, change