Wrong Number (Real Version) Lyrics

Lime green, lime green, and tangerine
Are the sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seeing
Lime green and tangerine
Are the sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreams

Lime green, lime green, and tangerine
Are the sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seeing
Lime green and tangerine
Are the sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreams

It gets to Friday and I give you a call
You know, I'm gettin' kind of worried
She doesn't seem herself at all
Lime green, a sickly kind of orange
I've never seen her like this before

I had the best laid plans this side of America
Started out in church and finished with Angelica
Red and blue soul with a snow white smile
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
I had the best laid plans this side of America
Started out in church and finished with Angelica
And now I dig it in the dirt
And I'll be down here for a while

I'm down here for a while

You've got to make up your mind and make it
soon
Is there room in your life
For one more trip to the moon
Is there room in your life
For one more

Burn red, red and gold
Are the deep, dark colors of the snakes I hold
Burn red, red and gold
Are the deep, dark colors of the devil at home

She pulls me down just as I'm trying to hide
Grabs me by the hair
And drags me outside
And starts digging in the dirt
A not-so-early bird
It's the only way for her to get the worm

I had the best laid plans this side of America
Started out in church and finished with Angelica
Red and blue soul with a snow white smile
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
I had the best laid plans this side of America
Started out in church and finished with Angelica
And now I dig it in the dirt
And I'll be down here for a while

I'm down here for while

Hello?
Are you still there?
Hello?
Are you still there?
And much too late
Sorry, wrong number
Yeah, sorry, wrong number