Text: Ty Herndon. Steam.

Steam from a summer raindrop
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

There's fire in your fingertips
Flames in your touch
Desire in your burnin' lips
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
Sunnin' 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 makes my heat index go through the roof

There's fire in your fingertips
Flames in your touch
Desire in your burnin' lips
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

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 burnin' 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

Steam
Gonna make steam