I wanna be your vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust If you like your coffee hot Let me be your coffee pot You call the shots babe I just wanna be yours
Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours
Let me be your 'leccy meter And I'll never run out Let me be the portable heater That you’ll get cold without I wanna be your setting lotion (I wanna be) Hold your hair in deep devotion (How deep?) At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean I wanna be yours