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