| Deep in the jungle, drums are played by hand; | |
| They're sending a message few would understand; | |
| But I do, | |
| 'Cause like in the jungle of emotions, | |
| People are getting lost; | |
| What is right over time? | |
| What should you tell me? | |
| Deep in the jungle of emotions, | |
| Some things are best unsaid; | |
| Hide your past and I stay. | |
| I want to be your number one- | |
| Not one in a stupid line; | |
| You want to tell me who you are, | |
| But, baby, don't push it too far; | |
| I wanna be your number one. | |
| I do. | |
| Once in my lifetime, | |
| I'll be standing bride; | |
| Once in my lifetime, | |
| I will say 'I do' to a priest; | |
| I wanna wrap my arms around you, | |
| But all the things you've said, | |
| Bring me down even though I'm glad you told me | |
| Something about your past and future; | |
| But enough is enough; | |
| Now I know what to say. | |
| Don't you think we have to work this out? | |
| Do you have to make me scream and shout? | |
| I want to be your number one- | |
| Not one in a stupid line; | |
| You want to tell me who you are, | |
| But, baby, don't push it too far; | |
| I wanna be your number one. | |
| Feeling like a stranger- | |
| Want you near; | |
| Can we make some change here, | |
| No more fear? | |
| I'm feeling like a stranger; | |
| Hah-ah-ah-ah-ah | |
| I want to be your number one- | |
| Not one in a stupid line; | |
| You want to tell me who you are, | |
| But, baby, don't push it too far; |