The Incidentals

It? s just the little things, the incidentals It? s like you wouldn? t even notice When you really turn me on It? s the little sparks that fly And then land like dynamite It? s just, it? s just the simple things Pure incidentals, it? s like staying up till midnight Talking about absolutely nothing It? s the thought that it? ll always be As wild as I expect it to be, yeah Ooh, you know it? s la, la, la, la, la When you dream a monster just swallowed you up And you don? t wanna be saved Ooh, and I am crazy? bout you babe You satisfy me in so many ways So many ways But it? s just the little things, the incidentals It? s like you wouldn? t even notice When you're really turnin? me on It? s those little sparks that fly And then land like dynamite It? s just, it? s just the simple things Pure incidentals, it? s like breathing on the back of my neck And making me feel weak inside It? s no, no matter how scared How scared I am, I know I? ll be safe tonight Ooh, you know it? s la, la, la, la, la When you dream a monster just swallowed you up And you don? t wanna be saved Ooh, and I am crazy? bout you babe You satisfy me in so many ways So many ways Ooh, so many ways, can? t count the ways It? s the thought that it? ll always be As wild as I expect it to be It? s just the little things, the incidentals It? s like you wouldn? t even notice When you're really turnin? me on It? s those little sparks that fly And then land like dynamite, yeah It? s those little sparks that fly And then land like dynamite, yeah