Mood Swing - Bill Wyman's Rhythm Kings

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»