You used to be number one Then you were number two You've never met three But four said she knows you Five is my mother Six, seven, eight are my friends But don't worry girl, I'll fit you in Cos I have nine Nine are the numbers on my speed dial Eight I hate to love and love to hate Seven just wants to procreate Six is on the level and five is my mother Four, I open the door, she won't leave Three and two are shoe-ins But don't worry girl, I'll fit you in Cos I have nine Nine are the numbers on my speed dial