He's got blue eyes crooked smile
Knows that he drives me wild
Can't help myself no I'm not in denial
I know he's no good for me
But when he gets down on his knees

He's so eager to please
Knows the right frequencies
Worships me slowly
Tells me I'm his only
They say he's morally grey
What can I say?
Grey's my favourite colour

Oh, oh, grey's my favourite colour
Oh, oh, they say he's morally grey
What can I say?
Grey's my favourite colour

Sarcastic and witty
Drives like he owns this city
Assertive in the best way
No sleep we stay up late
He knows the ways that I like to play
All the things that he says
Go straight to my head

When he's so eager to please
Knows the right frequencies
Worships me slowly
Tells me I'm his only
They say he's morally grey
What can I say?
Grey's my favourite colour

Oh, oh, grey's my favourite colour
Oh, oh, they say he's morally grey
What can I say?
Grey's my favourite colour
(You're always my favourite colour)
Favourite colour