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