You took me runnin’ up a wrong way street. When we got there, you said, can’t you read ? I must be blind, but now and then I see Another number where mine used to be.
Chorus: You keep on changin’ your face, like a chameleon. You keep on changing your face like a chameleon.
I say what’s up, and then you say it’s down. I see triangles, and you say it’s round, round, round. Saw an empty glass; you said it’s full. Lord, it’s so hot, then you come on cool, cool.