Testo di 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