Dean

Girl with a heart that keeps on changing
 Girl with a mind that's moving on
 Picking up on things that life's afforded
 loosen up on teathers
 Foreseen she's on
 Many times I hear it tell
 Things don't go together very well
 But I left her no words on the side of
 The first thing that you'd ever blow your mind for
 And it's just . . .
 Come on, keep on changing
 Come on, little I want the jive
 Let me know just what it is that fooled you, oh
 With the first thing that could be ever left inside of it
 Never ending, never changing
 Never really sure of why, good slide
 But really just knowing what contains you
 Guessing all that can be build inside of it
 But these times that I spent so well
 Fighting contradicts so well
 Then there's something still left
 Something that could be gained inside
 Of the first thing that could be beating inside
 Come on girl, keep on changing
 Come on girl, little I want the jive
 My heart's just burning
 What could be there, burning?
 I'd like to know what you left inside of it, oh
 Come on, keep on changing
 Come on girl, little I want the jive
 Make you good things that I do
 I can't afford you
 But I'll let you alone
 Until I can find myself inside, so
 Come on girl, just keep it changing
 I know what it feels inside of me
 Many times you're just so mean
 I can't feel it, yeah
 This rose down here can't be more than a slight
 Come on, come on, come on
 Keep on changing
 Just little known for jive
 Somewhere like New York
 Can it flow
 Just what they talk
 The first time you got a man . . .