Four and three and two and
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
Her name was Stephanie something
She lived out in Richville
Right off of Portland
I'm talking bout back in the ninth grade
Still had a pony tail
Couldn't grow a high fade
Used to take the 5 way out to the suburbs
Waitin at the bus stop, there was my lovebird
She would get on, sit down, scoot me over
And smile with a jheri curl
Restin on my shoulder
And we would hit the mall together
Maybe hold each other's hand or
Share a Dr pepper
And all we ever did was kiss, no sex
But in our defense
There was never any stress
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
On the phone late at night when
I'm supposed to be in bed
Mama doesn't know I'm talking to Lynette
I had a lot of sweet nothing to say
You could say not a whole lot of
Nothing has changed to this day
We was fourteen, but she had breasts
Although we was both too
Young for anything sexual
Just wanted her to know that she was special
She used to write me notes, do you like me
Yes no? And I don't know if it
Was practice for later
But both of us would break up
Back to spend time together
I don't ever remember trying to
Make her feel bad
Back then we didn't see things like that
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
On the phone late at night when
I'm supposed to be in bed
Mama doesn't know I'm talking to Lynette
I had a lot of sweet nothing to say
You could say not a whole lot of
Nothing has changed to this day
We was fourteen, but she had breasts
Although we was both too
Young for anything sexual
Just wanted her to know that she was special
She used to write me notes, do you like me
Yes no? And I don't know if it
Was practice for later
But both of us would break up
Back to spend time together
I don't ever remember trying to
Make her feel bad
Back then we didn't see things like that
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
Atmosphere - Number One Lyrics
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Four and three and two and
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
Her name was Stephanie something
She lived out in Richville
Right off of Portland
I'm talking bout back in the ninth grade
Still had a pony tail
Couldn't grow a high fade
Used to take the 5 way out to the suburbs
Waitin at the bus stop, there was my lovebird
She would get on, sit down, scoot me over
And smile with a jheri curl
Restin on my shoulder
And we would hit the mall together
Maybe hold each other's hand or
Share a Dr pepper
And all we ever did was kiss, no sex
But in our defense
There was never any stress
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
On the phone late at night when
I'm supposed to be in bed
Mama doesn't know I'm talking to Lynette
I had a lot of sweet nothing to say
You could say not a whole lot of
Nothing has changed to this day
We was fourteen, but she had breasts
Although we was both too
Young for anything sexual
Just wanted her to know that she was special
She used to write me notes, do you like me
Yes no? And I don't know if it
Was practice for later
But both of us would break up
Back to spend time together
I don't ever remember trying to
Make her feel bad
Back then we didn't see things like that
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
On the phone late at night when
I'm supposed to be in bed
Mama doesn't know I'm talking to Lynette
I had a lot of sweet nothing to say
You could say not a whole lot of
Nothing has changed to this day
We was fourteen, but she had breasts
Although we was both too
Young for anything sexual
Just wanted her to know that she was special
She used to write me notes, do you like me
Yes no? And I don't know if it
Was practice for later
But both of us would break up
Back to spend time together
I don't ever remember trying to
Make her feel bad
Back then we didn't see things like that
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
Her name was Stephanie something
She lived out in Richville
Right off of Portland
I'm talking bout back in the ninth grade
Still had a pony tail
Couldn't grow a high fade
Used to take the 5 way out to the suburbs
Waitin at the bus stop, there was my lovebird
She would get on, sit down, scoot me over
And smile with a jheri curl
Restin on my shoulder
And we would hit the mall together
Maybe hold each other's hand or
Share a Dr pepper
And all we ever did was kiss, no sex
But in our defense
There was never any stress
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
On the phone late at night when
I'm supposed to be in bed
Mama doesn't know I'm talking to Lynette
I had a lot of sweet nothing to say
You could say not a whole lot of
Nothing has changed to this day
We was fourteen, but she had breasts
Although we was both too
Young for anything sexual
Just wanted her to know that she was special
She used to write me notes, do you like me
Yes no? And I don't know if it
Was practice for later
But both of us would break up
Back to spend time together
I don't ever remember trying to
Make her feel bad
Back then we didn't see things like that
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
On the phone late at night when
I'm supposed to be in bed
Mama doesn't know I'm talking to Lynette
I had a lot of sweet nothing to say
You could say not a whole lot of
Nothing has changed to this day
We was fourteen, but she had breasts
Although we was both too
Young for anything sexual
Just wanted her to know that she was special
She used to write me notes, do you like me
Yes no? And I don't know if it
Was practice for later
But both of us would break up
Back to spend time together
I don't ever remember trying to
Make her feel bad
Back then we didn't see things like that
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one