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