I Wanna Be Your Telephone

Breathe into my mouthpiece baby

press your cheek against me honey

push my buttons with your tender touch

whisper to me till I can't get enough

I wanna be your telephone

All the things you say

Always in your pocket

Never far away

I'd know all you could say

share your ups and downs

your joys and dismays

I wanna be your telephone

If you ever drop me in a puddle

I know you'd treat me so kind

brush me off and wipe me down

even though one day you'll trade me

for a faster kind

I don't care I don't care I don't mind

I wanna be your telephone