You

And you, you're just a number, you

You're on their files, you

They know your past, you

They know your scars

They know who was with you last night

They ever knew, what costumes you wear

They know about the scars under your leg

They know when you last dyed your hair

And you, you're just a number, you

You're on their files, you

They know your past, you

They know your scars

They'll try and make you into something bad

You don't have no rights at all

You are just a social mishap

You ain't a nice lady at all

And you

And you

And you

And you

And you and you and you and you and you and you and

You and you and you and you and you and you

You and you and you and you and you and you and

You and you and you and you and you and you

And you

They rung your telephone

You are just a social disease

You, they won't leave you alone

They know you've had an emotional disease

And you

And you

And you and you

And you, you're just a number, you

You're on their files, you

They know your past, you

They know your scars

And you and you and you and you and you and you and

You and you and you and you and you and you

You and you and you and you and you and you and

You and you and you and you and you and you

And you