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
