Clobbered - Buffalo Tom

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 lips

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 lips

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