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Lyric

Tropical Temptation

Otome

Ooh, this heat, it’s got me dreamin’

Sticky air, and you’re still teasin’

Moonlight’s pouring on my skin

I let the night just pull me in

Late night taxi, open heels

My lips taste like citrus peels

You say I drive you out your mind

But baby, you're the wildest kind

It’s a tropical temptation, boy

This heat makes games our only joy

I’m not yours, but tonight feels close

In this sweat, we’re almost exposed

So let’s not call it love, not yet

But I bet you’re a thrill I won’t forget

Street lights blur through tinted glass

Our bodies speak, we skip the ask

No promises, no sunrise plans

Just fingertips and tangled hands

Your whisper melts into the bass

Like sugar dripping on my face

We dance without a single step

Cause rhythm’s in the breath we kept

Tropical temptation, wild and slow

Every glance a silent "go"

You’re not mine, and I’m not yours

But this heat breaks down closed doors

No regrets, just hazy skies

You and I in humid lies

  • Lyricist

    Otome

  • Composer

    Otome

  • Producer

    Otome

  • Graphic Design

    Otome

  • Vocals

    Otome

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