text: Alcoholic kind of mood
  Lose my clothes, lose my lube
  Cruising for a piece of fun
  Looking out for number one
  Different partner every night
  So narcotic outta sight
  What a gas
  What a beautiful ass
  And it all breaks down at the role reversal
  Got the muse in my head, shes universal
  Spinning me round, shes coming over me
  And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
  Got the muse in my head, shes universal
  Spinning me round, shes coming over me
  Kind of buzz that last for days
  Had some help from insect ways
  Comes across all shy and coy
  Just another nancy boy
  Woman, man or modern monkey
  Just another happy junkie
  Fifty pounds, press my button
  Going down
  And it all breaks down at the role reversal
  Got the muse in my head, shes universal
  Spinning me round, shes coming over me
  And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
  Got the muse in my head, shes universal
  Spinning me round, shes coming over me
  Does his make-up in his room
  Douse himself with cheap perfume
  Eyeholes in a paper bag
  Greatest lay I ever had
  Kind of guy who mates for life
  Gotta help him find a wife
  Were a couple
  When our bodies double
  And it all breaks down at the role reversal
  Got the muse in my head, shes universal
  Spinning me round, shes coming over me
  And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
  Got the muse in my head, shes universal
  Spinning me round, shes coming over me
  And it all breaks down at the role reversal
  Got the muse in my head, shes universal
  Spinning me round, shes coming over me
  And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
  Got the muse in my head, shes universal
  Spinning me round, shes coming over me