Verse 1:
She was all that I could see
In a crowd so loud that we'd never speak

Tryna snowball momentum in this body heat
Might as well just melt and that's how it seemed
Linking lines of her sweat beads down her face

Brow to brow with her arms draped around my nape
While my wrists held hips fingers 'round her waist
Feeling signs pulse by coming from her way

But I'm so bad at translation

Am I going out of my mind?

Is there something she's showing me? Line's I should read between?
I can't tell which light she's shining
Color-wise oh it's one of three, red, or green... but


Chorus:
Something tells me you should take it slow

Dummy you know better than to fall on the dance floor in that way
You're not the type or kind to find your type in that place in that way


Verse 2:
I don't know it might be that
It's getting crowded but she's tightening what little slack's

Between our bodies and I pull away but she reacts
Her movement's sliding my hands lower but I bring them back
I'd never not be a gentleman in this scene

We make a couple to make others turn a jealous green
What would our sets of friends tell us tonight if we were seen
And I can't see but I now that she's smiling quietly

I can feel it where our cheeks meet

Am I going out of my mind?

Is there something she's showing me? Line's I should read between?
I can't tell which light she's shining
Color-wise oh it's one of three, red, or green... but


Chorus:
Something tells me you should take it slow

Dummy you know better than to fall on the dance floor in that way
You're not the type or kind to find your type in that place in that way


Bridge:
No I won't deny that this is fun but I
Don't even know her name

And I don't know the way she thinks no I don't know her
But does that matter this time


Chorus:
Something tells me you should take it slow
Dummy you know better than to fall on the dance floor in that way

You're not the type or kind to find your type in that place in that way