Mood Ring

I know nothing about this woman
Everything I do is wrong
Sometimes it's hard to fathom
Just what page she's on
I found a pretty little mood ring
At the local five-and-dime
It's gonna solve all my problems
For a dollar ninety-nine

If it turns black, I should turn back
If it turns red, she liked what I said
If it turns blue, I should leave her alone
If it turns green, she wants me, I know
She wants me, I know

I followed the instructions
I read them word for word
I memorized the color chart
'Cause I wanted to be sure
I told her
Baby, it's the thought that counts
When I slipped it on her hand
And then I crossed my fingers
With this ring I'll understand

If it turns black, I should turn back
If it turns red, she liked what I said
If it turns blue, I should leave her alone
If it turns green, she wants me, I know
She wants me, I know

Oh, all the thing she's not saying
I'll know
As the colors are changing

If it turns black, I should turn back
If it turns red, she liked what I said
If it turns blue, I should leave her alone
If it turns green, she wants me, I know

If it turns black, I should turn back
If it turns red, she liked what I said
If it turns blue, I should leave her alone
If it turns green, she wants me, I know