Songwriter: Preston Glass
Producer: Narada Michael Walden for Perfection Light Productions
Lyrics
Contact Contact
Huh huh huh huh hoo huh yeah
You’ve been avoiding me
Like a cat trying 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 out of your cave
It’s so perplexing
Why you fight it won’t you try it
Love’s electric
Turn me on and see
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want to do it right
Here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you want to play the game
So grab my hand, SLAM!
I hate to sound aggressive
But I’m tired of waiting 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 too long
I’m ready now come and stroke my skin
Well all this talking
Worthless chatter just don’t matter
Time for stalkin’
Come get next to me
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want to do it right
Here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you want to play the game
So grab my hand, SLAM!
Hey boy,
Why dontcha come on over
So we can make that contact
Contact you dare
It’s so perplexing
Why you fight it won’t you try it
Love’s electric
Turn me on and see
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want to do it right
Here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you want to play the game
So grab my hand, SLAM!