I want to be your object of your affection.
Give me all your time, touch, money, and attention.
Pick me up after school, you can be my baby.
Maybe we could go somewhere, get a little crazy.
He’s rich and I’m wishin’, um, he could be my mister yum,
Delicious to the maximum, chew him up like bubble gum.
Mama’s pretty party favor, he says I’m his favorite flavor.