Lyrics Sheila E. – Yellow
Text:
Every girl of culture’s got a favorite car
(The kind of car that makes a girl lose her cool)
My daddy had a yellow Riviera Star
(That he used to let me drive to school)
All the boys would follow me after class
(Never let ’em take me for a ride)
I didn’t want ’em thinkin’ that I was fast
(I mean nearly every girl has got her pride)
Every cheerleader in the senior class
(Really, really hated my yellow pants)
Maybe it was the way they hugged my ass
(But I was the one fellas asked to dance)
Zina is the sister that I have to raise
(She’s younger but her chest is bigger than mine)
But my voice is deeper so I got it made
(Real love men, hate girls that whine)
Every man wants a dame with style
(A saint by day and a sinner at night)
I maybe talk dirty for a little while
(If he buys my dinner, that’s all right)
Most boys think they’re so c-cool
(As far as she can see, most boys are jerks)
Double time talkers with half-time jewels
(You know that ain’t the way Sheila E. works)
I met a little pretty with yellow hair
(Wanted my body and my car too)
I gave him everything ’cause I didn’t care
(Now this little yellow girl is blue)
Yellow’s a happenin’ color
If you’re a banana
But blue’s a better color
If you’re lookin’ for a lover
To show your pretty colors to
