Love For Sale

When the only sound in the empty street

Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet

That belongs to a lonesome cop

I open shop

When the moon so long has been gazing down

On the wayward ways of this wayward town

That her smile becomes a smirk,

I go to work.

Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale

Love that's fresh and still unspoiled

Love that's only slightly spoiled

Love for sale

Who will buy?

Who would like to sample my 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

I know every type of love

Better far than they.

If you want the trill of love,

I've been through the mill of love,

Old love, new love,

Every love but true love.

Love for sale.