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