Letras
Look in your eyes and you can see
A shiny insect head in a far away tree
Flutting and clicking, I'm inspecting
A surprise, got a phone call from my baby
And I can tell, and I can tell
She is not an ant, but
A werewolf and it was mine to hold
What would you like one to? Let's shake it
Shake the insect tree and the summer breeze
You can squeak and smile and brush against each other more
Feeling being taken
Yeah, feeling being taken
You're my baby, as to you, you are too
You're my baby, as to you, you are too
You're my baby, as to you, you are too
You're my baby, as to you, you are too
Shake the insect tree