The Incidentals - Alisha's Attic

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Verse 1:
             
It's just the 

              
little things,

  
 The Incidenta

ls
             
It's like you 

              
wouldn't even 

              
notice when yo

  
u really turn 

me on
             
It's the littl

              
e sparks that 

             
fly and then l

/
and like dynam

ite
             
It's just, it'

              
s just the sim

            
ple things, pu

re incidentals
             
It's like stay

              
in' up 'till m

              
idnight and ta

              
lkin' about ..

 
. absolutely n

othing.
             
It's the thoug

              
ht that it'll 

              
always be as w

           
ild as I expec

              
t it to be, ye

                   
ah.

Chorus:
           
Oooo, you know

      
 it's la la la

 la love, when

 you dream
            
A monster just

              
 swallowed you

              
 up and you do

             
n't wanna be s


aved.
           
Oooo and I am 


crazy about yo

u babe
            
You satisfy me

             
 in so many wa

     
ys, so many wa

ys.


Verse 2:
But it's just the little things, The Incidentals (bada ba bup)
It's like you wouldn't even notice when you were 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 breathin' on the back of my neck and makin' me feel weak inside.
It's no, no matter how scared I, scared I am (I'm safe) I know I'll be safe 
tonight (yeaah yeaaah).


Chorus:
           
Oooo, you know

      
 it's la la la

 la love, when

 you dream
            
A monster just

              
 swallowed you

              
 up and you do

             
n't wanna be s


aved.
           
Ooooooooo and 

     
I am crazy abo

ut you babe
            
You satisfy me

             
 in so many wa

     
ys, so many wa

ys
           
Mmm, so many w

     
ays, I can't c

ount the ways.


(Oooo, oooo)
(Bada ba bup)
(Oooo, oooo)

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 were really turnin' me on,
             
It's those lit

              
tle sparks tha

              
t fly and then

             
 land like dyn

           
amite yeah, (y

eaah yeaaah) 
             
It's those lit

              
tle sparks tha

              
t fly and then

             
 land like dyn

   
amite,  yeah. 

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