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