Liz Phair Glory
He's got a really big tongue it rolls way out Snaking around in the club It slicks you down scratching his face like a butthole He pulls you back circa nineteen eighty-one He pulls you back You are, you are, shining some glory You are, you are, shining some glory on me, on me You are, you are, shining some glory You are, you are, shining some glory on me