[Verse: Sheila E. and Prince]

Every girl of culture's got a favorite car

The kind of car that makes a girl lose her cool

My daddy had a yellow Riviera Star

That he used to let me drive to school

All the boys would follow me after class

Never let 'em take me for a ride

I didn't want 'em thinkin' that I was fast

I mean, nearly every girl has got her pride

Every cheerleader in senior class

Really, really hated my yellow pants

Maybe it was the way they hugged my ass

But I was the one the fellas asked to dance

Zina is the sister that I have to raise

She's younger but her chest is bigger than mine

But my voice is deeper so I got it made

Real, live men hate girls that whine

Every man wants a dame with style

A saint by day and a sinner at night

I maybe talk dirty for a little while

If he buys my dinner, that's alright

Most boys think they're so c-cool

As far as she can see, most boys are jerks

Double time talkers with half-time jewels

You know that ain't the way Sheila E. works

I met a little pretty with yellow hair

Wanted my body and my car, too

I gave him everything 'cause I didn't care

Now, this little yellow girl is blue

[Outro: Sheila E.]

Yellow's a happenin' color

If you're a banana

Countin' the days until you're a prune

But blue's a better color

If you're lookin' for a lover

To show your pretty colors to