The time I like is the rush hour, cos I like the rush
The pushing of the people; I like it all so much
Such a mass of motion; Do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and I have the touch

I'm waiting for ignition; I'm looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me; All that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare; I have the touch

Wanting contact; I'm wanting contact
I'm wanting contact with you
Shake those hands; Shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands; Shake those hands
Shake hands; Shake hands

Any social occasion; It's hello, how do you do?
All those introductions; I never miss my cue
So before a question; So before a doubt
My hand moves out and I have the touch

Your actions talk as a naked man with nothing up their sleeve
Words you use can devastate, can decoy, and deceive
Talk to me with flesh and blood; I trust what I receive
The moment I believe is ... I have the touch

Wanting contact; I'm wanting contact
I'm wanting contact with you
Shake those hands; Shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands; Shake those hands

Pull my chin; Stroke my hair; Scratch my nose; Hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette; Tension will not ease
I tap my fingers; Fold my arms; Breathe in deep; Cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders; Stretch my back; But nothing seems to please

I need contact; I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact

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