Steam from a summer rain drop

rising off the blacktop

I wipe the sweat from my brow

Steam from my radiator

I'm late and getting later

should be at your place by now

Bank sign says a hundred and two

but that ain't nothin' when I'm next to you



Chorus



There's fire in your fingertips

flames in your touch

desire in your burnin' lips

I can't get enough

Today was a scorcher

but I'll go you one better

tonite when we get together

we're going to make steam



I dream of you there on my front steps

sunnin in that short dress

hotter than the the Texas heat

Seems I'm never gonna get there

traffic's going no where

but when I feel you next to me

girl the things that you know to do

just makes my heat index go through the roof



Chorus



There's fire in your fingertips

flames in your touch

desire in your burnin' lips

I can't get enough