Blonde machine in yellow spacecarZip your legs in smooth rubberYou pass me and harass me#1 is on the runI saw you outta my caveYou didn’t see meYou never see meUgliest affairs in printJumbled societies’ childrenWhere’d you pop in? Blonde machine....All the glands that you shoot throughTight globesInternational she goes outFresh from the sweat factory I’m in love tonight -Perhaps we’ll be best friends for a week [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/guided_by_voices/tight_globes.html ]
