Touch

THE DRIVER ERA

Compositor: Ross Lynch / Rocky Lynch / Ellington Ratliff

I think I'm so tough
I give no fucks and you can call my bluff
Looking for some love, off to the club
Please can you turn this up?
Holy in my jeans
What do you mean?
You know we do this stuff
I think that you like me
If you likey we can t-t-touch

T-t-touch
T-t-touch

So soft, taste like cherry
Come closer, let's get havoc
Got some moves I could use
If you choose, if you want to
You do, right on cue let me show you

I think I'm so tough
I give no fucks and you can call my bluff
Looking for some love, off to the club
Please can you turn this up?
Holy in my jeans
What do you mean?
You know we do this stuff
I think that you like me
If you likey we can t-t-touch

T-t-touch
T-t-touch
T-t-touch
T-t-touch

There's no time to waste
There's no time to waste

Why're you far away?
Baby, can't you stay?

There's no time to waste
(There's no time to waste)
(There's no time to waste)
(There's no time to waste)
(There's no time to waste)
(There's no time to waste)
(There's no time to waste)
(There's no time to waste)
(There's no time to waste)
(There's no time to waste)

There's no time to waste
There's no time to waste
There's no time to waste
There's no time to waste
There's no time to waste
There's no time to waste
There's no time to waste