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 those hands, shake those 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

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