Reach out and touch my love
It's a physical thing, woah
Reach out and touch my love
It's a physical thing, woah
I could squish you I'm the mother
Cloudy in a bottle
Filled to the brim with cute aggression
I'm a cone-head pining for your bone-head
Your tiny earlobe
Reach out and touch my love
It's a physical thing
Reach out and touch my love
It's a physical thing
I could squish you I'm the mother
Cloudy in a bottle
Filled to the brim with cute aggression
Just a cone-head pining for your bone-head
Your tiny earlobe
