Touch Me

Went from hands on the wheel to hands on my thigh

To hands on my body in the back of the Porsche

I'm in love with your fingertips

I reminisce places you kiss

Girl, it's been too long

And when you rock them short nails, that's low-key sentimental

Now keep 'em cut though so there ain't no incidentals

And I love them tattoos, I still gotta learn 'em all

Tell me when you're gonna make them the writings on my wall and

Touch me, feel me

Get to know me inside

If you love me, show me

Touch me, feel me

Get to know me inside

If you love me, show me

Show me

Had a feeling we would take it this far

When you kissed me in your car

Went from me under you to you under me

Slow jams on repeat, so I think I'm in love

Don't you hear the sounds that I make as we escalate?

Cover up my face if I'm saying too much

You see how we connect, baby, this ain't coincidental

We in your Porsche, but you could've got it in a rental

You're so good with your hands, like a player with the ball

So next time you use your touch screen

You know who you should call, baby

Touch me, feel me (yeah, oh)

Get to know me inside (hm)

If you love me, show me (show me)

Touch me, feel me (aah)

Get to know me inside (me)

If you love me, show me

Show me

Come show me

With your hands, with your hands

With your hands, with your hands

I want you to

Touch me, feel me (feel me)

Get to know inside (know me inside, ooh)

If you love me, show me

Touch me, feel me

Get to know me inside

If you love me, show me