Part Of The Furniture lyrics
by Catatonia



(Matthews/Roberts)I'll be your Baba PapaI'll be you Baba PapaIf you'll be a Baba Papa to meI'll be your table and chairPhilippe Starck or Bill AmbergIf you'd be a Baba Papa to meAnd I'd be your AngelRide you until you're warmerBe your cradleSwing you until you fallI'd be your son and your heirDestitute but debonairThough ill advised and ill in debtI'd never be drained or misledI saw your dreams and infatuatedWith this freedomYou say the words and I could be themAnd I'd be your angelRide you until you're warmerBe your cradleSwing you until you're tired out