Tingle

Sometimes I couldn't care if you ran out of air oh no
You see my star kid groover's holding tight on the reins of my heart

It's a breeze she's a tease we were made for the trees
How I want her like this
How I love when she feeds me her Tingle

She's my mudhoney child as we dance on the waves on the street
You see my all time mover's boppin' hard from her head to her feet

It's a gas it's a treat not a hint of deceit
How I want her like this
How I love when she feeds me her Tingle

So so
Why do we always keep looking back
Feelin' joy feelin' pain we're exactly the same
I can't change what always remain oh no no no

So so
Why do we always keep looking back
Feelin' joy feelin' pain we're exactly the same
I can't change what always remain oh no no no

Subterranean spark won't you fill up the dark with your Tingle
Subterranean spark won't you fill up the dark with your Tingle
Subterranean spark won't you fill up the dark with your Tingle
Subterranean spark won't you fill up the dark with your Tingle