Hotter With Every Touch
Jazz song with a slinky, minimalist groove: just a walking upright bass, drums played with the hands and finger snaps on two and four, the key rising each verse, with a cool, sultry female voice. Seductive and playful, sung in English, about a love that burns hotter with every touch.
Lyrics
Ice in the glass, but the air is thick.One look at you, and the fuse is lit.You play it cool, lean against the door.Waiting for me to ask for more.Slow down the clock, let the evening slide.Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.I see the spark when you move this way.Got so many things that I want to say.Skin on skin, let the fever rise.Close enough to see the prize.Burn it down.Burn it down.Every touch is a heavy weight.Don't you leave it up to fate.Burn it down.Burn it down.Trace every line with a steady hand.Making a map of the way we planned.Electric shock when our fingers meet.Leaving the world out on the street.Step in the dark, let the shadows play.Watch all the logic just drift away.You got the key, and I got the time.Feels like a secret, feels like a crime.Skin on skin, let the fever rise.Close enough to see the prize.Burn it down.Burn it down.Every touch is a heavy weight.Don't you leave it up to fate.Burn it down.Burn it down.Higher than the summer sun.Better than when we begun.Just a little closer now.Show me how, show me how.Skin on skin, let the fever rise.Close enough to see the prize.Burn it down.Burn it down.Every touch is a heavy weight.Don't you leave it up to fate.Burn it down.Burn it down.