Lyrics Tight Globes - Robert Pollard, Doug Gillard

Tight Globes

Blonde machine in yellow space car
Zip your legs in smooth rubber
You pass me and harass me
Number one is on the run
I saw you out of my cave
You didn’t see me, you never see me
Ugliest affairs in print
Jumbled society’s children, where’d you pop in?
Blonde machine in yellow space car
Zip your legs in smooth rubber
You pass me and harass me
Number one is on the run
All the glands that you shoot through, tight globes
International she goes out fresh from the sweat factory
I’m in love tonight
Perhaps we’ll be best friends for a week
Blonde machine in yellow space car
Zip your legs in smooth rubber
You pass me and harass me
Number one is on the run
Number one is on the run