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