It's hard to figure out
What she's all about.
She's a complicated lady,
She's like the night and day
And it's hard to say
Which one is her.
when Monday comes she's Tuesday,
When Tuesday comes she's Wednesday,
Through another day again.
Her personality unwinds
Just like a ball of twine
On a spool that never ends.
(E.Presley--Moody Blue)