Want to be a vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust
Want to be a 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 want to be yours
Secrets I held, held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought
Baby I just want to be yours I want to be yours
Want to be yours Want to be yours
Want to be yours Want to be yours
Let me be your less than heater I'll never run out
Let me be the portable heater That you'll get cold without
Want to be your setting lotion Hold your hair with deep devotion
At least as it pierces the Pacific Ocean I want to be yours
Secrets I held, held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought
Baby I just want to be yours I want to be yours
Want to be yours Want to be yours
Want to be yours Want to be yours
Want to be yours Want to be yours
Want to be yours Want to be yours
Want to be yours Want to be yours