Red

Red! Red! Red! I want red
Red's my number and he's a commer
Red, gimme red, gimme red, gimme red
Move over brother
Some like it hot, I like it red
Go bop bop, go bop! Ahhh
Gimme red! Gimme, gimme, gimme
Go bop bop, go bop! Uhh! Ahhh
He's a mother
Gimme red, red, 'cause I want red
Go bop bop, go bop bop
Go bop bop, go bop bop
There's no substitute for red
Gimme red, red! I want red
Some like it hot-tah
That's what I said! That's what I said

Move over brother, red is a mother
Uhh! Uhhh

Ah! The technicolor light

Red! Red! I want red

Red! Red knocks 'em dead
I'm haunted by the mystery
You don't know what it does to me
Some like it hot, red hot red
Of red, red, red
Red's my lover, got me covered
Uhh! Ahhh! Uhh! Ahhh
Whoa! Red! Red! I want red

Move over brother
Red! Red! I want red

Red, red, red, red
I like it red
Move over brother, move over brother
Red! Red! I want red
Yeah, yeah, the mystery
Red! Red knocks 'em dead
Green ain't mean compared to red
Red! red! I want red
Yeah, that crimson sin intensity
Red's my drummer, I hear his thunder
Ooh, those crimson rays of ruby bright
Red! Paint it red