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