text: When the only sound in the empty street
  Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet
  That belong 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
  Appetising young love for sale
  Love thats fresh and still unspoiled
  Love thats only slightly soiled
  Love for sale
  Who will buy?
  Who would like to sample my supply?
  Whos 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 thrill of love
  Ive been through the mill of love
  Old love, new love
  Every love but true love
  Love for sale
  Appetising young love for sale
  If you want to buy my wares
  Follow me and climb the stairs
  Love for sale
  Love for sale