| Song | 911 |
| Artist | Cyndi Lauper |
| Album | True Colors |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Cyndi Lauper/Stephen Broughton Lunt | |
| There's a riot in the kitchen an the beds on fire | |
| There's a locket in my pocket that i can't find | |
| Oh i'm at the window whistling in the windd | |
| I'm at my own front door and i can't get in | |
| I'm dialling up the 911 | |
| I'm on the brink of trouble again | |
| If you could change the time a little | |
| Then everything would be | |
| Fine, fine, fine | |
| Tell me do you have a home-made remedy | |
| The only time we talk is in our sleep | |
| Oh he likes the mornings, i like the moon | |
| It's a typicsl case of to little, too soon | |
| I'm dialling up the 911 | |
| I'm on the brink of trouble again | |
| If you could change the time a little | |
| Then everything would be | |
| Fine, fine, fine | |
| ...My back is in the corner | |
| my boat is taking on water | |
| You can't wrap fire up in paper | |
| And you can't rap your way out of here | |
| Oh he likes the mornings, i like the moon | |
| It's a typicsl case of to late, too soon | |
| I'm dialing up 911... |
| Written: Cyndi Lauper Stephen Broughton Lunt | |
| There' s a riot in the kitchen an the beds on fire | |
| There' s a locket in my pocket that i can' t find | |
| Oh i' m at the window whistling in the windd | |
| I' m at my own front door and i can' t get in | |
| I' m dialling up the 911 | |
| I' m on the brink of trouble again | |
| If you could change the time a little | |
| Then everything would be | |
| Fine, fine, fine | |
| Tell me do you have a homemade remedy | |
| The only time we talk is in our sleep | |
| Oh he likes the mornings, i like the moon | |
| It' s a typicsl case of to little, too soon | |
| I' m dialling up the 911 | |
| I' m on the brink of trouble again | |
| If you could change the time a little | |
| Then everything would be | |
| Fine, fine, fine | |
| ... My back is in the corner | |
| my boat is taking on water | |
| You can' t wrap fire up in paper | |
| And you can' t rap your way out of here | |
| Oh he likes the mornings, i like the moon | |
| It' s a typicsl case of to late, too soon | |
| I' m dialing up 911... |
| Written: Cyndi Lauper Stephen Broughton Lunt | |
| There' s a riot in the kitchen an the beds on fire | |
| There' s a locket in my pocket that i can' t find | |
| Oh i' m at the window whistling in the windd | |
| I' m at my own front door and i can' t get in | |
| I' m dialling up the 911 | |
| I' m on the brink of trouble again | |
| If you could change the time a little | |
| Then everything would be | |
| Fine, fine, fine | |
| Tell me do you have a homemade remedy | |
| The only time we talk is in our sleep | |
| Oh he likes the mornings, i like the moon | |
| It' s a typicsl case of to little, too soon | |
| I' m dialling up the 911 | |
| I' m on the brink of trouble again | |
| If you could change the time a little | |
| Then everything would be | |
| Fine, fine, fine | |
| ... My back is in the corner | |
| my boat is taking on water | |
| You can' t wrap fire up in paper | |
| And you can' t rap your way out of here | |
| Oh he likes the mornings, i like the moon | |
| It' s a typicsl case of to late, too soon | |
| I' m dialing up 911... |