Cool Touch
Composer(s): Alan Tarney; Leo Sayer
Performer(s): Leo Sayer
Hanging out with the night-time clientele
Place your ladder for the social climb
Same old routine that you know so well
Another opening and another line
Its the cool touch
Yeah, the cool touch
Call your lover on the mobile phone
Cmon over well have some fun
Leave a message sayin theres no one home
I guess the good times just begun
Its the cool touch
Yeah, the cool touch
Cool touch, too much, its too much
Too much, cool touch, or not enough
Cool touch, too much, too much
Too much, cool touch, its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me, fool me with your words of love
Cool touch, too much
Now shes reclining in the back of the sports car
Champagne and glasses, he slips right in
No passing stranger couldve torn them two apart
Some games you play and you just cant help but win
The cool touch
Yeah, the cool touch
Cool touch, too much, its too much
Too much, cool touch, its not enough
Cool touch, too much, too much
Too much, cool touch, its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me fool me with these words of love
Cool touch, too much
A wind is blowing through this get rich town
She wraps the fur round her pretty waist
He feels a shiver as he grips the wheel
Feeling strangely out of place
Cool touch, too much, its too much
Too much, cool touch, maybe not enough
Cool touch, too much, too much
Too much, cool touch, its not enough
Bring me bring me someone I can trust
All this glitters just a bag of dust
Cool touch, too much, its too much
Too much, cool touch, its not enough
I had enough of this cool touch
Kids stuff, but I cant get enough
Cool touch, too much, too much
Too much, cool touch, its not enough
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