I wanna be yours

Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours Let me be your leccy meter And I'll never run out Let me be the portable heater That you’ll get cold without I wanna be your setting lotion Hold your hair in deep devotion At least as deep as the Pacific ocean I wanna be yours Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be your vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust Just wanna be yours Just wanna be yours Just wanna be yours

‘i wanna be yours’ is a humorous poem by John Cooper Clarke, which explores the infatuation of the narrator with their romantic interest. John Cooper Clarke is a performance poet who first released several albums in the 1970s and 1980s, becoming known, through this work, as a “punk poet”. He was originally inspired to write poetry by his English teacher. Sponsored Links ( This poem is part of the ‘i wanna be yours’ Context The title of the poem has clear meaning, with the narrator proclaiming his desire to be in a relationship. The title is also repeated throughout the poem, helping to emphasise this desire. Notably, the title is written in lowercase, helping to draw attention to the form of the poem. ‘i wanna be yours’ is seen to be part of the genre of ‘social realism’, which focuses on giving the reader or audience a true appreciation and understanding of what real life is actually like. The everyday and humorous references throughout this poem help to conform to this genre, and arguably demonstrate the way that love has the potential to impact the entirety of someone’s thoughts. The poem also appears as the final song on the Arctic Monkeys album ‘AM’ as a result of the band’s singer Alex Turner being inspired by the poem while at school. Only minor adjustments to the original lyrics have been made to help it conform to the typical structure of a song, which is available on Sponsored Links ( Glossary of Terms from the Poem • Ford Cortina: Model of car manufactured in th...

Punk poet John Cooper Clarke goes way back with On closing track ‘I Wanna Be Yours’, the band put John’s poem of the same name to music. You might recognise it, as it’s been a staple in GCSE English for years (and rightly so). As Alex Turner has previously explained, it was a huge inspiration for him as a lyricist: “I was your typical teenager, trying to be cool and not interested and the teacher proceeded to read ‘I Wanna Be Yours’, doing an impression of Johnny. It made my ears prick up in the classroom because it was nothing like anything I’d heard, especially on this syllabus. Had I not seen him do his thing, I wouldn’t have started writing like that.” Both men seem to share that surrealist, kitchen sink-drama sense of Britishness when it comes to their writing, so of course I had to speak to John about their shared interests. Below, I’ve posted the full transcript of our chat – asking him about the original poem, what he thinks of Alex as a lyricist and his honorary degree from Salford University (“Finally, my eye surgery business can become a reality,” he told me, tongue firmly in cheek!”). But first, here are Alex’s lyrics to the track: Arctic Monkeys –‘I Wanna Be Yours’ I wanna be your vacuum cleaner breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust If you like your coffee hot let me be your coffee pot You call the shots babe I just wanna be yours Secrets I have held in my heart are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wan...

Lyrics I wanna be your vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust If you like your coffee hot Let me be your coffee pot You call the shots, babe I just wanna be yours Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Let me be your 'leccy meter And I'll never run out Let me be the portable heater That you'll get cold without I wanna be your setting lotion Hold your hair in deep devotion (I'll be) At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean Now I wanna be yours Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours I wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours I wanna be your vacuum cleaner (Wanna be yours) Breathing in your dust (Wanna be yours) I wanna be your Ford Cortina (Wanna be yours) I will never rust (Wanna be yours) I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours) I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours) I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours)