He's got blue eyes crooked smile Knows that he drives me wild Can't help myself no I'm not in denial I know he's no good for me But when he gets down on his knees He's so eager to please Knows the right frequencies Worships me slowly Tells me I'm his only They say he's morally grey What can I say? Grey's my favourite colour Oh, oh, grey's my favourite colour Oh, oh, they say he's morally grey What can I say? Grey's my favourite colour Sarcastic and witty Drives like he owns this city Assertive in the best way No sleep we stay up late He knows the ways that I like to play All the things that he says Go straight to my head When he's so eager to please Knows the right frequencies Worships me slowly Tells me I'm his only They say he's morally grey What can I say? Grey's my favourite colour Oh, oh, grey's my favourite colour Oh, oh, they say he's morally grey What can I say? Grey's my favourite colour (You're always my favourite colour) Favourite colour