I've read it all, it's black and white
The spectrum made a shade I like
The crimson rays are ruby bright
Technicolor light
Red! I want red, there's no substitute for red
Red! Paint it red, green ain't mean compared to red
You don't know what it does to me
My crimson intensity
I'm haunted by the mystery
The mystery of red
Red knocks 'em dead
Some like it hot, I like it red
Red is my lover, got it covered
Red is my number, sure as a coma
Red is my drummer, and I hear red thunder
Move over brother
Red's a motherfucker)
(Red! Red!)
that's' what I said...
(Red! Red!)
Come on to bed
(Red! Red!)
Gimme' that expensive spread...

Writer : HAGAR, SAMMY / CARTER, JOHN S. JR.
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.