El Monte

I want to wash all of your clothes and make you feel warm when you’re cold
And scratch you when you got an itch
I do. I do. I do. I do. I do. I do. I do
I do want to marry you
I want to suck all of your toes and love you when you’re feeling low
And fall down when you scream, Bang!
I do. I do. I do. I do. I do. I do. I do
I do want to sing with you
Scream it out, You’re the first in the game
Fail to mention now, you’ve forgotten my name
Stare down the barrel of your own gun ‘cause it’s yours
Stare down the barrel of your own gun ‘cause it’s yours
I do. I do. I do. I do. I do. I do. I do
I do want to marry you
Am I just another figure to call upon when you’re bored?
Am I something else to ignore?
Am I just another score, you adore?