Album Title: "Whitney"
Released: May 1987
Album Cover: photo
More Info: see discography.

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Love Is A Contact Sport

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