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