Baby I fucked half the boys in Paris. And in New York so embarassed. 'Cause I only need 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 up something 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. 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