Code 4 Love

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