The time I like is the rush hour
'Cause I like the rush
The pushin' 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
Wanting contact
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
Directions talk
There's a naked man
But nothin' up their sleeve
Words he use can devastate
Can tickle and deceive
Talk to me with pleasure man
Trust what I receive
The more that they believe is
I have the touch
Wanting contact
Wanting contact
Wanting contact with you
Shake those hands
Shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands
Shake those hands
Shake those hands
Shake those hands
Shake those hands
Shake those hands
Shake those hands
Shake those hands
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 shoulder
Stretch my back
But nothing seems to please
I need contact
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
Oh I need contact
Yeah I need contact
Shake those hands
That that that contact
Shake those hands
That that that contact
Shake those hands
That that that contact
Shake those hands
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Contact
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Contact