Lyrics:

Raindrops in Boston, it's warm in Toledo
There's blue in my red
Wine spoiliody
Ginger is burning a hole in my head
While I was sleeping, she came to my room
And borrowed my eyes
How could I know what I think till I see what I say?

I'm in a jam, you're in a pickle
We're in a stew
The airplane is coasting
The pilot is sleeping there is nothing to do
How will I know which way to go?
Who has the answers?
How could I know, what I think till I see what I say?

I'm in the mood for you (you, you, you)
I'm in the mood for you (you, you, you)

I'm in a jam, you're in a pickle
We're in a stew
It's cold in the autumn, It's warm in the freezer
There's red in my blue
How will I know which way to go?
Who has the answers?
How will I know what I think till I see what I say?

I'm in the mood for you (you, you, you)
I'm in the mood for you (you, you, you)

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na