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



Thanks to Keegan (jakalope.rules@gmail.com) for these lyrics]