When the only sound on 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   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 will 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 thrill of love   I've been through the mill of love   Old love, new love   Every love, but true love      Love for sale   Appetizing young love for sale   If you want to buy my wares   Follow me and climb the stairs      Love for sale   Love for sale