You’ve been avoiding me



Like a cat tryin’ to dodge a dog



I never see ya shine



You’re as cold as the london fog



You claim you want my love



Well I wouldn’t know by the way you behave



If you want to feel the thrill of my touch



You better come outa’ yo’ cave





It’s so perplexing



Why you fight it, won’t you try it



Love’s electric



Turn me on and see





Chorus:



Love is a contact sport



You gotta move in tight



If you wanna do it right, here I am



Love is a contact sport



You gotta act untamed



If you wanna play the game



So grab my hand and.... slam!...





I hate to sound aggressive



But I’m tired of waitin’ for your move



Cut the formalities



’cause you’ve got a few things to prove



If you really want my love



I need to feel it down deep from within



Don’t make me wait to long



I’m ready now, come and stroke my skin





Well all this talkin’



Worthless chatter, just don’t matter



Time for stalkin’



Come get next to me





Chorus.



Words and music by preston glass