Aimee Mann - Little Chameleon Lyrics

Little chameleon
You change and you shift
Whatever the current
You happily drift
And who are you really?
Nobody can tell
Perhaps it's just as well

Little miss Magpie
The things that you steal
Are shiny and plastic
And not really real
You cobble together a self, I suppose
That no one really knows

No accent or phrase or dialect
Are safe when you're looking to collect
Opinions and traits
And gestures and gaits
And stories from everyone
Little chameleon

Little miss patchwork
You stitch and you glue
'Til standing before you
Is what you call you
Who knows how it feels
Or if even it does
Or if you ever were
Or it ever was