Love For Sale

When the only sound in the empty street

Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet

That belong to a lonesome cop, she opens shop



When the moon so long has been gazing down

On the wayward ways of this wayward town

That her smile becomes a smirk, she goes to work



Love for sale

Appetizing young love for sale

Love that's fresh and still unspoiled

Love that's only slightly soiled, love for sale



Who will buy?

Who would like to sample her supply?

Who's prepared to pay the price

For a trip to paradise? Love for sale



Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way

She know every type of love better far than they

If you want the thrill of love, she's been through the mill of love

Old love, new love, every love



But true love for sale

Appetizing young love for sale

If you want to buy her wares

Follow her and climb the stairs

Love for sale