Tom Buffalo Clobbered
Well, I clobbered you with hands so indescrete March around like a soldier in defeat I've clobbered mountains with my finger tips While you're alone on top of kissing hip Well, I clobber you And I clobber me When our eyes would meet My heart would skip a beat Skip a beat, skip a beat Skip a beat, skip a beat Well, I kill my times with films of blood and scorn And little girls that grow up to be more I've clobbered mountains with my finger tips While you're alone on top of kissing hip Well, I clobber you And I clobber me When our eyes would meet My heart would skip a beat Well, I clobber you And I clobber me I clobber you And I clobber me You clobber me, you clobber me You clobber me, you clobber me © 1994 Scrawny Music, BMI