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