Lyrics: John Cooper Clarke/Alex Turner
Music: John Cooper Clarke/Alex Turner
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 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
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Let me be your electric 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'll be)
Hold your hair in deep devotion (I'll be)
At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean
Now I 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
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours (I wanna be your vacuum cleaner)
Wanna be Wanna be (Breathing in your dust)
Wanna be Wanna be (I wanna be your Ford Cortina)
Wanna be Wanna be (I will never rust)
I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours)
Wanna be Wanna be