Don't need your touch

Hot sun, rising up your collar like the mercury
Good fun, watching all the ladies, cooling down for free
So high, the water like a fountain, from the hydrant flows
Slow down, she isn't yours, no matter how much skin she shows

You might see her, smiling at ya
Don't get over excited, unless you're invited
You can't touch her

Because she's up on the screen
It's never gonna mean
That she belongs to you
In the street or the office
Treat her like a goddess
Or you'll be hurting too
If you can't read the signs
You're trying too much
Well here's the headline
Look but don't touch

Don't need your touch

Look hon, it isn't rocket science, gotta hear me out
It's no fun, tryna keep her cool, when she's working out
Young guns, think that 'cause she's wearing something short and tight
Down boys, doesn't mean she's looking for your love tonight

Just admire her from a distance
Show a little perspective
And try to respect her resistance

Because she's up on the screen
It's never gonna mean
That she belongs to you
In the street or the office
Treat her like a goddess
Or you'll be hurting too
If you can't read the signs
You're trying too much
Well, here's the headline
Look but don't touch

Don't need your touch

You might see her smiling at ya
Don't get over excited, unless you're invited
You can't touch her

Because she's up on the screen
It's never gonna mean
That she belongs to you
In the street or the office
Treat her like a goddess
Or you'll be hurting too
If you can't read the signs
You're trying too much
Well here's the headline
Look but don't touch

Don't need your touch
Don't need your touch
Don't need your touch
Don't need your touch

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Eliot Kennedy, Gary Barlow, James Jayawardena