Music: Richard Rodgers
Lyrics: Lorenz Hart
Book: George Abbott + John O'Hara
Film: 1957
My life had no color, before I met you
What could have been duller, the times I went through
You lowered my resistance, and colored my existence
I'm happy, and unhappy too
I'm a red hot Mama, but I'm blue for you
I get purple with anger, at the things you do
And I'm green with envy, when you meet a dame
But you burn my heart up with an orange flame.
I'm a red hot mama, but you white and cold
Don't you know your Mama has a heart of gold
Though we're in those grey clouds, someday you spy
That terrific rainbow over you and I.
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