She woke me up this morning with black coffee and a kiss
And a smile that could drive a man insane
I'm not even out of bed, somebody tell me what I said
She's stormed through the house like a hurricane

Mood swing, my baby's on a mood swing again
Mood swing, I tell you, boy, it's something that a man can't understand
It's funny how her state of mind changes with the wind
My baby's on a mood swing again

She comes to me and whispers: Let's cuddle on the couch
I said: I'll be there before you count to three
By the time I had arrived, she was fit to be tied
She said: You can spend the night there without me