I wanna be a Ford Cortina,
If you like your coffee hot,
let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots, babe,
Secrets I have held in my heart,
are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just want to be yours
Let me be your lucky meter
Let me be the portable heater
That y 'all get cold without
I wanna be your steady lotion
Hold your head in deep devotion
At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean
Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just want to be yours
I wanna be your vacuum cleaner,
I wanna be your popcorn feeder,
