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