Album Name : Hit to Death In the Future Head
Release Date : 1992-08-07
Song Duration : 3:45
Flaming Lips Gingerale Afternoon (the Astrology Of A Saturday)
I'm getting myself in something I don't wanna
I'm getting caught up in him but I don't wanna
I'm getting off track
And I can't control a thing, a thing...
I'm telling myself it's not a good idea
But the more I hesitate the more I fall for him
I'm tryin' to erase his face from my memory
And then a
Boom
Shalaka
He's walkin' upa to me
Boom
Shalaka
He start's ta talka to me
Boom
Shalaka
My heart skips a
Boom
Shalaka laka
Boom boom
The more I hang there the more I get wrapped up in him
Imagine myself in the chair I was sittin' in
And every little thing he said comin' back to me
To me
The more I get scared of loosin' I'm afaid to say
Where can I go at the same time it excites me
Gotta get him outta my head
Get on with me
And then a
Boom
Shalaka
He's walkin' upa to me
Boom
Shalaka
He start's ta talka to me
Boom
Shalaka
My heart skips a
Boom
Shalaka laka
Boom boom
Boom
Shalaka
Eyes come in contact a
Boom
Shalaka
Starin' me down talk a
Boom shalaka
My heart skips a
Boom
Shalaka laka
Ah
He make my head go
Boom boom
He make my breath go
Shaka laka
Wherever I go
Boom boom
And everything goes
Shaka laka
I tell myself
No, I'm not gonna do this
I promise myself
No, I'm not gonna do this
Doesn't matter what he says
I know he's no good for me
No no no no
And then a
Boom
Shalaka
He's walkin' upa to me
Boom
Shalaka
He starts ta talka to me
Boom
Shalaka
My heart skips a
Boom
Shalaka laka
Boom boom
Boom
Shalaka
Eyes come in contact a
Boom
Shalaka
Starin' me down talk a
Boom shalaka
My heart skips a
Boom
Shalaka laka
(Boom boom)
Ah ah
He makes my heart go
(Ah ah)
My heart my heart my heart