I want to dance with Harry Dean
Drive through Texas in a black limousine
I want a piece of heaven 'fore I dieI want to pair of pink high heels
That catch the lights up on the Ferris wheel
But what I really want I just can't buyHere comes the twenty first century
It's gonna be much better for a girl like me
"'Cause I want everything I see
But most of all I want that manI want that manI want to move like what's-his-name
I'll keep the money, you can have the fame
Everything that's yours will soon be mineYeah I want to be the queen of the USA
You can send me roses every other day
But what I really want I just can't buyHere comes the twenty first century
It's gonna be much better for a girl like me
'Cause I want everything I see
But most of all I want that manI want that manI want to be kissed from head to toe
By that man in the very back row
But he won't even look me in the eyeI want his love to rain right down on me
I want him to be king of all my dreams
What I really want I just can't hideHere comes the twenty first century
It's gonna be much better for a girl like me
'Cause I want everything I can
But most of all I want that manI want that manYeah I want that man
Songwriters
BAILEY, TOM / CURRIE, ALANNAH JOYPublished by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group