Out Of Touch

Walkin' down the street like she owns the word
You take a look at her and think high class girl
She looks so fine on the outside
But inside she's out somewhere touch

Rations that she sends out say take me home please
And you think maybe she's got possibilities
The flame in her eye will get you high
But she'll leave you cold as ice
Here's a picture of the game
Looks like love but feels like pain
I know what you're goin' through yeah
Just a bit of free advice before
You have to pay the price
She don't win but you always lose

She's out of touch yeah, yeah
She's out of touch.



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Barri, P. F. Sloan
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