Clay Feet

I'd make you my girlfriend, boyfriend, lover

Put you on a chair and let you hover

Decorate your feet and mouth with syrup

And when you asked to climb back down I'll stretch up

Just don't cause a scene

Cover up the dull clay feet

I'd make you my bedroom full bloom lover

And if you need my body too I'll hover

Fascinate and satiate your hunger

Who could help a cause done undercover

Just don't cause a scene

Cover up the dull clay feet

You can make my world as small as you want

You can make my world as small as you want

You can make my world as small as you want

You can make my world as small as you want

Small as you want

Small as you want

Small as you want

You want

You want

You want