Music: Yuan Luu
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,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
Let me be your leccy meter,
And I'll never run out,
Let me be the portable heater,
That youβll get cold withoutοΌ
I wanna be your setting lotion,
Hold your hair in deep devotion,
At least as deep as the Pacific ocean,
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,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours,
wanna be yours.