You

You got that critical eye

You've

Been around and down for some time

Once you

Scratch that that lust for life

Do it all at once

Live it up right

Holler out my number

On a saturday night



In the end

We're nothing but numbers

Let's move on and count with quarters



Looking for that real cool time

What is that code for love?

Worn out photograph

Not bombing for doves

Let that be a code for love

Oh



You're at the strip tease baby

You paid your fee at the door

Sat down at lust level baby

You put your ear to the floor



In the end we're nothing but numbers

Turn the lights off close the door



Lookin for that real cool time

What is that code for love?

Worn out photograph

Not bombing for doves

Let that be a code for love



Lookin for that real cool time

What is that code for love?

Worn out photograph

Not bombing for doves

Let that be a code for love



Looking for a real cool time

What is that code for love?

Shoes made for iguanas fit us just right

Let that be a code for love



Looking for that code for

What is that code for

What is that code for



Looking for that code for

What is that code for

Let the be a code for love