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