Numbers

What if I came to you in wrecks of clothes*
Begging for some pleasure
Would you frown or would you let go and be torn
Oh, between chivalry and doubt
Oooh, it’s all the same
Believe me, it’s true
And you got me going now
Since you’ve been begging for some pleasure
And all of the people 'round us are going to join in
Let’s lay down our love
Oooh, it’s all the same
Believe me, it’s true
That we are counted can’t you see
We are the numbers you and me
We are the tainted, the unfree
One, two, three
Hey, come here, sing along
Let’s lay down our love
Oh, girl, we are the counted can’t you see
We are the numbers you and me
We are the tainted, the unfree
One, two
Oooh, it’s all the same
Believe me, it’s true