Red Hot Chili Peppers Tippa My Tongue Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
Well, I'm an animal
Somethin' like a cannibal
I'm very flammable
And partially programmable

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Centuries of overuse
Now I wear it nice and loose
[Verse 2]
Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
Well, it's ubiquitous
Tell me, can you stick to this?
I'm on the brink of this
And tell me what you think of this

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I'm in the Beauregard's
Slow me down if I get hard

[Chorus]
We've only just begun
Funky monks are on the run
(Gonna, gonna)
Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
And when you walk away
I know what the kiss would say
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
Gonna get you now

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
Her perfume smells like gasoline
My girlfriend's trash is nice and clean
Acid landing on my tongue
I think you know we've just begun
[Pre-Chorus 3]
She don't want the ladies room
Transatlantic super groom

[Verse 4]
Your hairplane is a monument
The sexy art of continence
And now I know you by your scent
Let it be, we both get bent

[Pre-Chorus 4]
Need a minute to repair
Sunny-siders always share

[Chorus]
We've only just begun Funky monks are on the run
(Gonna, gonna)
Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
And when you walk away
I know what your kiss would say
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
I'm gonna get you with the tip of my gun

[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 5]
Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
Well, I believe in love
Perfectly receivin' love
It's vociferous
Then come and get a whiff of this

[Pre-Chorus 5]
I'm at the pyramids
Never had a fear of kids

[Verse 6]
Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
I'm on the precipice
I come and make a mess of this
It's the apocalypse
I try to get a sock of this

[Pre-Chorus 6]
I'm at the county fair
Haystack ride, I'll pull your hair

[Chorus]
We've only just begun
Funky monks are on the run
(Gonna, gonna)
Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
And when you walk away
I know what your kiss would say
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
Gonna get you with the tip of my gun
We've only just begun
Funky monks are on the run
(Gonna, gonna)
Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
And if you walk away
I know what your kiss would say
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
Gonna get you now