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 and 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-love (Ah-ah)

When you dream a monster just swallowed you up

And you don't wanna be saved

Ooh, and I am crazy about you, babe

You satisfy me in so many ways, so many ways

But it's just the little things

The incidentals, it's like (Ba-da-ba-ba)

You wouldn't even notice

When you're really turning 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 I, scared I am (I'm scared)

I know I'll be safe tonight (Yeah)

Ooh, you know it's la-la-la-la-love (Ah-ah)

When you dream a monster just swallowed you up

And you don't wanna be saved

Ooh, and I am crazy about you, babe

You satisfy me in so many ways, so many ways

Mm, so many ways

I can't count the ways

Ooh-ooh

Ba-da-ba-ba

Ooh-ooh

It's the thought that it'll always be

As wild as I expect it to be

And it's just the little things

Pure incidentals, it's like

You wouldn't even notice

When you're really turning me on

It's those little sparks that fly

And then land like dynamite, yeah (Yeah)

It's those little sparks that fly

And then land like dynamite, yeah