Baby, I fucked half the boys in Paris I’m in New York, so embarrassed ‘Cause I need my one Darling, I woke up in Austin, Texas I did decline to stay for breakfast ‘Cause I need my one
My one, my one My number one My one, my one My number one
Honey, I had a suitor in Vancouver I put that loser in an Uber ‘Cause he’s not my one Pumpkin, I picked something up in Sydney Now the voice inside my kidneys Says I need my one
My one, my one My number one My number one My number one
Petal, things in Gothenburg came undone So I’m heading back to London For to see my one
My one, my one My one, my one My number one My number one
My number one My number one My number one My number one My number one My number one My number one My number one