Letras: Cyndi Lauper. True Colors. 911.

There's a riot in the kitchen and the bed's on fire
There's a locket in my pocket that I can't find
Oh oh I'm at the window whistlin' in the wind
I'm at my own front door and I can't get in

I'm dialin' up nine one one
I'm on the brink of trouble again
If you could change the time, a little
Then everything else would be
Fine, fine, fine

Tell me do you have a home made remedy
The only time we talk is in our sleep
Ho he likes mornings, I like the moon
It's a typical case of too late, too soon

I'm dialin' up nine one one
I'm on the brink of trouble again
If you could change the time, a little
Then everything else would be
Fine, fine, fine

My back is in the corner
My boat is taking on water
You can't wrap fire in paper
And you can't rap your way out of here

Ho I like mornings, he likes the moon
It's a typical case of too late, too soon

I'm dialin' up nine one one
I'm on the brink of trouble again
If you could change the time, a little
Then everything else would be
Fine, fine, fine

Ho, I'm dialin' up nine one one
I'm on the brink of trouble again
(Trouble)
If you could change the time, a little
Then everything else would be
Fine, fine, fine

I'm dialin' up nine one one
I'm dialin' up nine one one
I'm dialin' up nine one one
I'm dialin' up nine one one

{The nine one one emergency number
Is not in effect in the area where you are
Please hang up and dial 0 for operator, this is a recording
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha}