🟧Robert May - (1971) Look, Don’t Touch [v1bS01]

[Intro: (brass fanfare, swinging rhythm section settles in)] [Verse: (confident vocal, relaxed but commanding)] She steps in like a headline, silk and smoke, Every eye in the room already broke, She don’t rush, she lets the moment bend, Knows exactly where the whispers end. [Verse: (playful phrasing, subtle rhythmic push)] She laughs easy, glass half high, Moves like the band knows why, No permission in the way she stands, Just rhythm in her hands. [Chorus: (big theatrical lift, horns answering the vocal)] Look, don’t touch, That’s the rule she wrote in gold, Look, don’t touch, Class don’t do what it’s told, She shines enough for every one of us, Look, don’t touch. [Verse: (swaggering delivery, tighter rhythm)] She ain’t asking to be saved or sold, She learned young how heat gets cold, All that sparkle’s hers to choose, She wears the spark, not you. [Verse: (spoken inflection into melody)] Every stare’s a compliment, Every grin’s a rent-free tenant, You can cheer, you can blush, But easy now, hush. [Chorus: (bigger, more emphatic)] Look, don’t touch, That’s the line you never cross, Look, don’t touch, Style ain’t measured by the cost, She owns the room without a fuss, Look, don’t touch. [Instrumental: (brass break with piano fills, rhythmic stop-starts)] [Bridge: (dramatic, slightly slower phrasing)] Some folks think shine is an invitation, But shine’s just shine, not negotiation, She’s the flame, not the match, Understand that. [Chorus: (full voice, sustained notes)] Look, don’t touch, Say it slow, say it proud, Look, don’t touch, She don’t need you loud, Admire the art, enjoy the rush, Look, don’t touch. [Outro: (grand finish, horns and held vocal note)] Look, don’t touch.