In your time the buck is everything
And I know most girls like
diamond rings
There’s no time just to sit and stare
You’re in deep or in the cold somewhere
Everybody wants to get a hold of me
To suck my blood away
They’re all out to ruin my credibility
But that ain’t it with me, boy
I just want your number
I want your number
Come on and write those seven digits on my hand
Give me your number
When it comes to lovin’ you’re my man
There’s hope when I dream of you
Every night it’s just the thing to do
So tender when we’re one on one
A love so strong — till the taxman come
Everybody wants to get a hold of me
To suck my blood away
They’re all out to ruin my credibility
But that ain’t it with me, boy
I just want your number
I want your number
Come on and write those seven digits on my hand
Give me your number
When it comes to lovin’ you’re my man
I want your number
Come on and write those seven digits on my hand
Give me your number
When it comes to lovin’ you’re my man
I want your number
You can write it anywhere at all
Give me your number
Long at it’s correct you’ll get
a call
Only 7 digits to love
976-7EXY
What a personality
Loaded with ability
So much sensuality
A living breathing entity
What is it specifically
Draws me irresistibly?
Something scientifically
Makes him look good socially
In my eyes you’re everything
So sweet — you’re just a sexy thing
Every word, every plead
Should tell you how much
That I need you
Give me your number
Long at it’s correct you’ll get
a call
Only seven digits to love
976-7EXY
I want your number
Come on and write those seven digits on my hand
Give me your number
When it comes to lovin’ you’re my man
I want your number
You can write it anywhere at all
Give me your number
Long at it’s correct you’ll get
a call
Only seven digits to love
976-7EXY