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 nothing when I'm next to you There's fire in your fingertips Flames in your touch Desire in your burning lips I can't get enough Today was a scorcher But I'll go you one better Tonight when we get together We're gonna make steam I dream of you there on my front steps Sunning in that short dress Hotter than the Texas heat Seems I'm never gonna get there Traffic's going nowhere But when I feel you next to me Girl, the things that you know to do Just make my heat index Go through the roof There's fire in your fingertips Flames in your touch Desire in your burning lips I can't get enough Today was a scorcher But I'll go you one better Tonight when we get together We're gonna make steam...

Jacie 10/2001