I want to be a playboy's bunny   I'd do whatever they asked me to   I'd meet people with lots of money   and they would love me   like I loved you      I want to be a topless waitress   I want my mother to shed one tear   I'd throw away this old sedate dress   slip into something a tad more sheer      I want to be an artists' model   An odalisque, au naturel   I should be good at spin-the-bottle   while I've still got something   left to sell      I want to be a cobra dancer   with Little Willy between my thighs   I may not find a cure for cancer   but I'll meet plenty of single guys      I want to be a brothel worker   I've always been treated like one   If I could be a back-street lurker   I'd make more money   and have more fun      I want to be a dominatrix   which isn't like me, but I can dream   learn S, and M,   and all those gay tricks   and men will pay me to    make them scream      I want to be a porno starlet   (for that I'll wait till Mama's dead)   I'll see my name in lights of scarlet   and get to spend every day in bed      I want to be a tattooed lady   dedicated, as I am, to art   Characters bold, complex and shady   will write my memoirs   across my heart.