Exactly as I always do when I prepare myself for bed.
And while I slept a coo-coo came as naked as can be,
And put on the skin and screwed on the head that once belonged to me.
Now wearing my feet
She runs through the street
In a most disgraceful way
Doing things and saying things I�d never do or say.
So if she makes your bright eyes cry or makes your poor head spin,
That scoundrel you see
Is not really me.
She�s the coo-coo who�s wearing my skin.
