Kua kua tinda,
kua kua tinda, kua kua tinda, kua kua tinda
In looking for a while,
you didn't find any reason
But I've been around,
it's not there in the reruns
In looking for palms,
you got bruised by the knuckle
Sometimes it's the teat,
your butt that you suck on
Saw you talking on the phone You were talking all along
Trying to understand
how everything can be fine
And then all fall apart at the same time
When you knock on my door,
I can see you've been crying
But you should see him,
by all accounts he's been dying
Saw you talking on the phone You were talking all along
Trying to understand how everything can be fine
And then all fall apart at the same time
It's all too much
sometimes
Just everything combined
Everything combined
You wish you weren't in love
But you're too
far gone
to stop
Saw you talking on the phone You were talking all along
Trying to understand how everything can be fine