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