I'm looking for something in red.
Something that's shocking to turn someone's head.
Strapless and sequined and cut down to there,
stockings and garters and lace underwear.
The guaranteed number to knock a man dead
I'm looking for something in red.

I'm looking for something in green.
Something to out-do an ex high school queen.
Jealousy comes in the color of jade.
Do you have some pumps and a purse in this shade,
and a perfume that whispers please come back to me?
I'm looking for something in green.

I'm looking for something in white,
something that shimmers in soft candle light.
Everyone calls us the most perfect pair.
Should I wear a veil or a rose in my hair?
The train must be long and the waist must be tight.
I'm looking for something in white.

I'm looking for something in blue.
Something real tiny, the baby's brand new.
He has his father's nose and his chin.
We once were hot lovers, now we're more like friends.
Don't tell me that's just what all married folks do.
I'm looking for something in blue.

I'm looking for something in red.
Like the one that I wore when I first turned his head.
Strapless and sequined and cut down to there,
just a size larger than I wore last year.
The guaranteed number to knock the man dead
I'm looking for something,
I've gotta have something,
I'm looking for something in red