Album Cover White Glove

White Glove

Dove Cameron

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Let′s talk about love

Let's talk about this

Sex, money and drugsFlick, flick of the wrist

Everything, white glove

Everything sand-quick

Got the Midas touch

Fuck you think this is?

Hey-yo

Where′d you come from, where'd you go?

If you're ready, let me know

Make you wish you stayed at home

Know you want me, say so

Take it off, make it feel light

Make you swallow all that pride

Take you up to higher heights

But tonight there′s snow on the floor, honey, I can′t see straight

Hands on the door, tryna break in, earthquake

Pour on the floor, make the whole house shake

Who needs friends anyway?

Let's talk about love

Let′s talk about this

Sex, money and drugs

Flick, flick of the wrist

Everything, white glove (hey)

Everything sand-quick (hey)

Got the Midas touch (hey)

Fuck you think this is? (Hey, yeah)

It's a slippery slope and a heavy dose of heaven knows

She stayed at home so he took Maddie where they hang the coats

She′s soprano, the way she hit that high C note (ah!)

But I guess that's how it goes

Snow on the floor, honey, I can′t see straight

Hands on the door, tryna break in, earthquake

Pour on the floor, make the whole house shake

Who needs friends anyway?

Let's talk about love

Let's talk about this

Sex, money and drugs

Flick, flick of the wrist

Everything, white glove (hey)

Everything sand-quick (hey)

Got the Midas touch (hey)

Fuck you think this is? (Hey, yeah)

(White glove, white glove, white glove)

(White, it goes, it goes, it)

(White glove, white glove, white glove)

(White, it goes, it goes, it goes)

Ah! (White glove)

(White glove, white glove)

(White, it goes, it goes, it)

(White glove, white glove, white glove)

(It goes, it goes)