Loirices
Colour me your colour, darling
I know who you are

One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'

I want to tell you something you've known all along
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one

Picture this - a sky full of thunder
Picture this - my telephone number
One and one is what I'm telling you, oh yeah