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