Shapeshifting on a Saturday Night
She drinks gin martinis, wears pink thong bikinis
She's soft like sand beaches, she's all you wanted
Short-tempered in short skirts, she lives in the suburbs
Drives a white beamer, she's all I wanted
Everyone wants her
And nobody knows her
I wish I could save her
But I can't behave her
And she's twisting, shapeshifting on a Saturday night
Will she waste into the kind of woman everyone likes?
She's an industry professional at telling you lies
Works hard for her money and still can't get by
She's a California keeper if she just plays pretend
And you'll love her 'til you leave her 'cause she's sick in the head
And she'll pull up to your drive with tears in her eyes, yeah, she's
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—
Her boyfriend just cheated, she wouldn't leave him
He's got her believin' it's human nature
I'll tell you she's batshit, she screams at the traffic (Ah)
Pretends it's her past self, oh, how she hates her
Needs your confirmation (Oh)
She's changed a lot since then (Ooh)
And she's twisting, shapeshifting on a Saturday night
Will she waste into the kind of woman everyone likes?
She's an industry professional at telling you lies
Works hard for her money and still can't get by
She's a California keeper if she just plays pretend
And you'll love her 'til you leave her 'cause she's sick in the head
And she'll pull up to your drive with tears in her eyes, yeah, she's
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—
Face to the sky
She don't wanna live, she don't wanna die
All places she hides, her comments and likes
How could I leave her alone tonight?
And she's twisting, shapeshifting on a Saturday night
Will she waste into the kind of woman everyone likes?
She's an industry professional at telling you lies
Works hard for her money and still can't get by
She's a California keeper if she just plays pretend (Oh)
And you'll love her 'til you leave her 'cause she's sick in the head
And she'll pull up to your drive with tears in her eyes, yeah, she's
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—
She's soft like sand beaches, she's all you wanted
Short-tempered in short skirts, she lives in the suburbs
Drives a white beamer, she's all I wanted
Everyone wants her
And nobody knows her
I wish I could save her
But I can't behave her
And she's twisting, shapeshifting on a Saturday night
Will she waste into the kind of woman everyone likes?
She's an industry professional at telling you lies
Works hard for her money and still can't get by
She's a California keeper if she just plays pretend
And you'll love her 'til you leave her 'cause she's sick in the head
And she'll pull up to your drive with tears in her eyes, yeah, she's
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—
Her boyfriend just cheated, she wouldn't leave him
He's got her believin' it's human nature
I'll tell you she's batshit, she screams at the traffic (Ah)
Pretends it's her past self, oh, how she hates her
Needs your confirmation (Oh)
She's changed a lot since then (Ooh)
And she's twisting, shapeshifting on a Saturday night
Will she waste into the kind of woman everyone likes?
She's an industry professional at telling you lies
Works hard for her money and still can't get by
She's a California keeper if she just plays pretend
And you'll love her 'til you leave her 'cause she's sick in the head
And she'll pull up to your drive with tears in her eyes, yeah, she's
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—
Face to the sky
She don't wanna live, she don't wanna die
All places she hides, her comments and likes
How could I leave her alone tonight?
And she's twisting, shapeshifting on a Saturday night
Will she waste into the kind of woman everyone likes?
She's an industry professional at telling you lies
Works hard for her money and still can't get by
She's a California keeper if she just plays pretend (Oh)
And you'll love her 'til you leave her 'cause she's sick in the head
And she'll pull up to your drive with tears in her eyes, yeah, she's
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh
Shapeshifting on a Saturday night, and I—