Kim Gordon and the Arthur Doyle Hand Cream

[Verse 1] Your bounce to the ounce makes us want to pounce You're just being totally perfect On Larry King you said you were tired Time to put to bed your competitive edge They say you can't say no to Brahma Now you don't have to try so hard The label says you don't have to wear less clothes It's time to take a bubble bath [Chorus] Hey hey little baby breakdown Button up baby you come undone Hey hey little baby get down Before you fall and hurt someone [Verse 2] You say you need privacy Broken glass everywhere Maybe you need an emo boy No underwear on the director's chair You are seemingly unconscious Of what your body is doing Like Miss Monroe your head don't know Exactly what your body's doing [Chorus] [Verse 3] On TV you're soft and whispery Delicate like angel food cake They say if you press too hard on it It will squish into a dense ball It will lose its fluffiness That's what you get when you use a box mix Can you get some satisfaction How much are you willing to pay? [Chorus] [Verse 4] What's your gut feeling about the new deal How's the label gonna remake you? How was your date with Eminem Did he bake you and then forsake you Is innocence gonna still overtake you Like Arthur Doyle they can't fake you Oh Mariah you are endless Like the wind, you feel defenseless [Chorus]