Touch me once on the edge of my shoulder While I'm dancing And I'll ignore Step twice on the tip of my toes while I'm moving and still I'll Carry on But touch me once with your hands around my waist And I won't have a choice but to turn around At first I'll think your hand is probably misplaced Or am I about to find out The same fingers, same hands, same touch, same plans all belong To you alone It's in the intention of the touch A bit less A bit much It's in your body language, It's in your tone The most primal of all human behaviours Can reveal a lot more than a glance at first sight Might be that my bag's on the floor or am I blocking the door You're trying to go through I don't know you Yet I know exactly the kind of stimulation you seek It's transparent, indiscreet Trust in me if my body ever wanted to find yours You'd know from the first time around It really isn't profound In the morning i'd be gone anyhow