| I’m looking for something in red
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| Something that’s shocking to turn someone’s head
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| Strapless and sequined and cut down to there
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| Stockings and garters and lace underwear
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| The guaranteed number to knock the man dead
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| I’m looking for something in red
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| I’m looking for something in green
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| Something to outdo an ex-high school queen
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| Jealousy comes in the color of jade
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| Do you have some pumps and a purse in this shade
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| And a perfume that whispers please come back to me
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| I’m looking for something in green
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| I’m looking for something in white
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| Something that shimmers in soft candlelight
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| Everyone calls us the most perfect pair
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| Should I wear a veil or a rose in my hair
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| Well the train must be long and the waist must be tight
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| I’m looking for something in white
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| I’m looking for something in blue
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| Something real tiny, the baby’s brand new
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| He has his father’s nose and his chin
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| We once were hot lovers now we’re more like friends
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| Don’t tell me that just what old married folk do
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| I’m looking for something in blue
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| I’m looking for something in red |
| Like the one that I wore when I first turned his head
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| Strapless and sequined and cut down to there
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| Just a size larger than I wore last year
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| The guaranteed number to knock the man dead
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| I’m looking for something
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| I’ve gotta have something
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| I’m looking for something in red |