My life had no color, before I met you What could have been duller, the times I went through You weakened my resistance, and colored my existence I'm happy, and unhappy too I'm a red hot Mama, but I'm blue for you I get purple with anger, at the things you do And I'm green with envy, when you meet a dame But you burn my heart up with an orange flame. I'm a red hot mama, but you white and cold Don't you know your Mama has a heart of gold Though we're in those grey clouds, someday you see That terrific rainbow over you and me.