Fate points the finger   It is 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   What ya 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   It leaves no marks in spite of sparks   And so touch has become the Tingler   Touch is the Tingler