Squish

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, 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

Just a cone-head pining for your bone-head
Your tiny earlobe

That was really beautiful and very much in time
Good
If you ask me, but I have been strumming beats
Since like three
Actually don't listen to me