Guylashes - I Wanna Be Lyrics

Well I wanna be
The boy in your arms
Who does you no harm
Who visits your mom
Who stays at your place
Toothbrush and suitcase
And walks around town
With you on his arm

Well I wanna be
The boy of your dreams
Who takes you on trips
To tropical seas
Who knows how to please you
Who knows how to tease you
Who'd never unease you
Who would rub your feet

I've got a nice place
Clean with ample space
And throughout the week
I scratch for my meat
But something's incomplete
There's one empty seat
There's nights all alone
There's reasons to drink

Yes, there's reasons to think
My life's in the sink
My time's a mirage
Calendar montage
Where's my Debbie Harry?
I'm ready to marry
I'd spend my last dime
On my Chrissie Hynde

Please feel welcome to my life
Your shoes, your jacket to the far right
For 'be with me' please mark 'well I might'

You're neat, and particularly sweet
That's why I wanna be

Well I wanna be
Yes, I wanna be
Steady like weather
And always together
Just like salt and pepper
Like birds of a feather
Forever and ever
Till death do us leave