Anne McCue - God's Home Number lyrics

I feel so fortunate to have your number It's like O2 in my lungs It's such a nice, round lovely number I love to roll it off my tongue Such a sensual kabalah A numerological lambada (the forbidden dance) Each digit has a name. it has a face It has a meaning all it's own When i call your number out, it stirs my soul Your number speaks to me in tone Your secret number has a music all it's own It's like a rhumba with a cabalistic tone Can't do the rhumba But i've got god's home number One wretched wednesday at 3: am As i sat staring at my screen A twitchy rhythm possessed my fingers And i was typing out a stream Such a sensual kabalah A numerological lambada Each lovely number, like a psalm Written on an ancient scroll It rings so nicely around my brain It's symbols tattooed on my soul Your secret number has a rhythm all it's own It's like a rhumba with a cabalistic tone Can't do the rhumba But i've got god's home number