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, 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 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   Well, if you wanna buy my wares   Follow me and climb the stairs   Love for sale      Oh, 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      For sale   Appetizing young love for sale   If you wanna buy my wares   Follow me and climb the stairs   Love for sale, for sale