The goose bumps start to raiseThe minute that my left hand meets your waistAnd then I watch your facePut my finger on your tongue, 'cause you love the taste, yeah
Coming downOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirt, no blouseJust us, you'll find outNothing that I wouldn't want to tell you about, noThe holes of my sweater james harris - sweater weather | lyrics
Touch my neck, and I'll touch yoursYou in those little high waisted shorts, oh The goose bumps start to raiseThe minute that
She knows what I think aboutAnd what I think aboutOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirt, no blouseJust us, you'll find outNothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no(Tell you about, no, tell you about, no) 'cause you love the taste
Coming downOne love, two mouthsOne love, one houseNo shirt, no blouseJust us, you'll find outNothing that I wouldn't want to tell you about, no, no, no, no, no
Source: Musixmatch Songwriters: Zachary Abels / Jeremy Freedman / Jesse RutherfordSweater Weather lyrics © Emi Blackwood Music Inc., Zman Music, Douche Cash Music, Pen Island Music Feature: The Cultural Longevity of "Sweater Weather"