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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shirley Bassey
Vocals
Howard McGill
Saxophone
Graeme Blevins
Saxophone
Martin Williams
Saxophone
Jamie Talbot
Saxophone
Dave Bishop
Saxophone
Simon Gardener
Trumpet
Ryan Quigley
Trumpet
Louis Dowdeswell
Trumpet
Paul Spong
Trumpet
Chris Dean
Trombone
Andy Wood
Trombone
Alistair White
Trombone
Ade Hallowell
Trombone
Ian Thomas
Drums
John Parricelli
Guitar
Toby Chapman
Keyboards
Don Richardson
Bass
Andy Caine
Background Vocals
Gina Foster
Background Vocals
Gabriella Bishop
Background Vocals
Michael Alexander
Music Director
Jenny Meredith
Performer
Rob Mounsey
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eliot John Kennedy
Composer
James Marcus Jayawardena
Composer
David Ryan Corbell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Patrick
Producer
Pete Schweir
Mixing Engineer
Michal Petrasek
Engineer
Pavel Ridosko
Engineer
Tony Cousins
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Don't need your touch
Hot sun, rising up your collar, like the mercury
Good fun, watching all the ladies, cooling down for free
So high, the water like a fountain, from the hydrant flows
Slow down, she isn't yours, no matter how much skin she shows
You might see her, smiling at ya
Don't get over excited
Unless you're invited
You can't touch her
Because she's up on the screen
It's never gonna mean that she belongs to you
In the street or the office, treat her like a goddess
Or you'll be hurting too
If you can't read the signs
You're trying too much
Well, here's the headline
Look but don't touch
Don't need your touch
Look hon, it isn't rocket science, gotta hear me out
It's no fun, tryna keep her cool, when she's working out
Young guns, think that 'cause she's wearing, something short and tight
Down boys, doesn't mean she's looking for your love tonight
Just admire her, from a distance
Show a little perspective, and try to respect her resistance
Because she's up on the screen
It's never gonna mean that she belongs to you
In the street or the office, treat her like a goddess
Or you'll be hurting too
If you can't read the signs
You're trying too much
Well, here's the headline
Look but don't touch
Don't need your touch
You might see her, smiling at ya
Don't get over excited
Unless you're invited
You can't touch her
Because she's up on the screen
It's never gonna mean that she belongs to you
In the street or the office, treat her like a goddess
Or you'll be hurting too
If you can't read the signs
You're trying too much
Well, here's the headline
Look but don't touch
Don't need your touch
Don't need your touch
Don't need your touch
Don't need your touch
Writer(s): Eliot Kennedy, James Jayawardena, David Corbell
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