Thinking about what you ant got
just makes you bitter
but they are rubies
give me the shoes,
Dorothy
don't make me see red
my blood boils over it
I am passionate about it
blood boils red
don't make me lick my lips again

**** it I am going back West
paint my lips red and wear a vest
Dorothy
you'll never know
what was, as I go forgotten
more red things than you'll ever know
just getting on a bus, made me more *******
knowing it's colour was red

And the ticket   F U C  K  I  N  G   Pink.