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Evolution Through Iconoclasm
"Love for Sale" -
Written by Cole Porter, sung by Olivia Dvorak,
This is a song that I have reconstructed
so I can more easily play it.
When the moon so long has been gazing down,
On the wayward ways of the wayward town,
A smile becomes a smirk,
I go to work.
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.
Love for sale,
Appetising young love for sale,
Love that's fresh but still unspoiled,
Love that's only partially soiled,
Love for sale.
Who will buy?
Who would like to sample my supply?
Who's willing 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 kind my true love.
Love for sale,
Appetising young love for sale,
If you want to buy my wares,
Follow me and climb the stairs,
Love,
Love for sale,
Love... ... ...
for sale.