The Tingler

Fate points the finger

It's a double-barreled ringer

You're the one, you're the one

That's been touched by the singer

And then in the night cold as ice

Hi-five, you're a co-ed mingler

He leaves no marks in spite of sparks

And so touch has become the winner

Touch is the tingler

Making me itch, making me twitch

Touch is the tingler

Controlling my mind, climbing my spine

Fate points the finger

Whatcha gonna bring me?

A pretty note from your sweet throat

That's been touched by the tingler

But in the night cold as ice

Hi-five, co-ed mingler

He leaves no marks in spite of sparks

And so touch has become the tingler

Touch is the tingler

Making me itch, making me twitch

Touch is the tingler

Controlling my mind, climbing my spine

Fate points the finger

It's a double-barreled ringer

You're the one, you're the one

That's been touched by the singer

And then in the night cold as ice

Hi-five, a co-ed mingler

He leaves no marks in spite of sparks

And so touch has become the tingler

Touch is the tingler

Touch is the tingler

Touch is the tingler