Can't wipe the smile off my face
I must be getting in trouble
Is this a strange place
To find a piece of the puzzle
All the right people
They come and they go
Talking about their best interest
As if mama don't know
Changing my mind
Changing my mind
I try to keep my mind fixed
On some definite goal
Like a cop with the neighborhood
Under control
It gets to me
In the place where I live
Starts my heart pounding out
From under my ribs
Changing my mind
I guess you had to have been there
Changing my mind
I guess you had to have been there