The Tinglies

Ryan M Barnes

What would life be without sweaty palms
Butterflies in your stomach
The feeling that you drank too much water
It’s been a week and you still can’t eat
Staying up watching old movies ‘till 3
It’s not my fault I’m not to blame
I’ve got a warm fuzzy feeling
Every time I hear your name
It kinda tingles…

I’ve got the tinglies all because of you
I’ve got the tinglies there’s nothing I can do
I’ve got the tinglies and I can’t hide
From that baby faced cherub flying by

We take a walk in the park
We talk about life
You’re holding my hand and I think it’s nice
You say I’m so prepared you’re best date yet
Then the sprinklers come on and we’re both wet

I’ve got the tinglies all because of you
I’ve got the tinglies there’s nothing I can do
I’ve got the tinglies and I can’t hide
From that baby-faced cherub flying by

I called you my first love before you went away
I took a train down to see you
All the way to LA
As I stepped off the tracks you thought I was rude
When I walked right by ‘cause I didn’t recognize you

I’ve got the tinglies all because of you
I’ve got the tinglies there’s nothing I can do
I’ve got the tinglies and I can’t hide
From that baby-faced cherub flying by

When you got back from Spain I called you on the phone
You obviously didn’t recognize my voice
But I was glad you were finally home
I’ll admit it’s the first time I’ve heard you say
“I’ve got to go
My boyfriend’s on the other line”

I’ve got the tinglies all because of you
I’ve got the tinglies there’s nothing I can do
I’ll get revenge I swear I’ll try
On that little winged monster shooting arrows in my behind