Tingle - That Petrol Emotion

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