Touchy! – A-Ha

I can’t hear a word the waiter says

She’s looking older now…the color of her hair

She walks into the room too pleased to find me there

Me I’m touchy

Touchy you

Me I’m touchy

And you know what to do

Me I’m touchy

Touchy, touchy you

Me I’m touchy and you know what to do

Both of us together in a room by ourselves

I sneeze to look around, but there’s no escape

What can I do, what can I say

She’s waiting for this moment to explain itself

Me I’m touchy

Touchy you

Me I’m touchy

And you know what to do

Me I’m touchy

Touchy, touchy you

Touching love is the best I can do

Hey, this time you’ve gone too far

You know how touchy we are

Donna found me in her slow and dreamy way

Now she reads me what the papers say

The way she laughs at what I do

I’m waiting for this moment to explain itself through

Me I’m touchy…etc.


Lyric Touchy! – A-Ha