I would like, if I may
To tell a story beyond belief
About a girl who’s single grief
Was the colour yellow
She fell in love with a boy
But when he stripped to the buff
He wore yellow underpants, that was tough

Right away she abandoned the guy
To date he doesn’t know why
Stray one heard her bellow
So much she hated yellow

This is the song about a girl who hated yellow
It drove her mellow
It was this mean yellowish gleam
That made the poor girl seem so lean

She’d cent her disgust but on this baleful day
It was a must to enter a chamber
That lights up amber
Sick of the colours brightness
She couldn’t bare the yellow quietness
She hated this tint
And it’s terrific yellow glint

Afraid of this abhorrent room
Curtains compounded her doom
They glared in an offensive way
She couldn’t last the yellow sway

The girl was on the run for years, ridden by traumatic fears
Clucked by the open sea, that’s causing for trouble
It was a rough night, when her ship got in distress
But in this need she couldn’t care less
She screamed and shouted
Sailors threw a life belt overboard
She catched it but oh lord
The last resort was yellow

It was irony of fate that she was reincarnated as a brimstone butterfly
Unmistakable was her sigh