Iīd like to be
The kind of dream youīd never share
To be your boss and to be your maid
Your shaving cream, your razor blade
The buttons of your shirt
Your favourite underwear
Iīd like to be
The only thing on Earth that makes you cry
The only thing that makes you happy
Soon you will see
That no one else but me can take you this high
And soon youīll make your last name mine
Hey you
Makinī an offer that
No one could ever refuse
Donīt play the adamant
Donīt be so arrogant
Canīt you see Iīve fallen for ya?
Hey you
Makinī an offer that
No one would dare to refuse
Donīt play the adamant
Donīt be so arrogant
Let me in
Let me be your muse tonight
Tonight...
Tonight...
Iīd like to be
The first white hair upon your head
To be your cherry pie
Your daily bread
Iīll cook for free
Iīll make your bed
If I can know the things youīve thought and never said
Iīd like to be the owner of the zipper on your jeans
And that thing that makes you happy
Iīd like to be the beginning, the end
And the inbetween
And be your slave
And be your Queen
Hey you
Makinī an offer that
No one could ever refuse
Donīt play the adamant
Donīt be so arrogant
Canīt you see Iīve fallen for ya?
Hey you
Makinī an offer that
No one would dare to refuse
Donīt play the adamant
Donīt be so arrogant
Let me in
Let me be your muse tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight...
Hey you
Makinī an offer that
No one could ever refuse
Donīt play the adamant
Donīt be so arrogant
Canīt you see Iīve fallen for ya?
Hey you
Makinī an offer that
No one would ever refuse
Donīt play the adamant
Donīt be so arrogant
Let me in
Let me be your muse tonight