Red Hot Chili Peppers – Tippa My Tongue Lyrics

Tippa My Tongue Lyrics by Red Hot Chili Peppers is a New English song from the album “Return of the Dream Canteen” sung by popular band Red Hot Chili Peppers. Lyrics of this song are written by Chad Smith and music produced by Rick Rubin.

Tippa My Tongue Lyrics

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
Centuries of overuse
Now I wear it nice and loose

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
I’m in the Beauregard’s
Slow me down if I get hard

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

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
She don’t want the ladies room
Transatlantic super groom

Your hairplane is a monument
The sexy art of condiments
And now I know you by your scent
Let it be, we both get bent
Need a minute to repair
Sunny-siders always share

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 tongue

Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
Well, I believe in love
Perfectly receivin’ love
It’s vociferous and come and get a whiff of this
I’m at the pyramids
Never had a fear of kids

Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
I’m on the precipice
So come and make a mess of this
It’s the apocalypse
I try to get a sock of this
I’m at the county fair
Haystack ride, I’ll pull your hair

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, gonna, gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
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 now

Song Details
Singer : Red Hot Chili Peppers
Album : Return of the Dream Canteen
Lyrics : Chad Smith, Anthony Kiedis, Flea
Music : Rick Rubin
Label : Warner Records