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Released on Broadway December 8, 1930

Best Version by Ella Fitzgerald 1945

 

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

her smile becomes a smirk, I go to work

 

Love for sale

appetizing 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

who's prepared to pay the price

for a trip to paradise

love for sale

 

let the poets pipe of love

in their childish ways

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

 

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Roxanne - The Police, released April 7th 1978

 

Roxanne

you don't have to put on the red light

those days are over

you don't have to sell you body to the night

 

Roxanne

you don't have to wear that dress tonight

walk the streets for money

you don't care if it's wrong or if it's right

 

Roxanne

You don't have to put on the red light

 

I loved you since I knew you

I wouldn't talk down to you

I have to tell you just how I feel

I won't share you with another boy

I know my mind is made up

so put away your makeup

told you once I won't tell you again

 

It's a bad way

Roxanne

you don't have to put on the red light

Roxanne

you don't have to put on the red light

 

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Can't believe that Candy's song and Roxanne didn't come to mind. Both FANTASTIC!

 

I'm hunting down a version of Love For Sale right now! Found it. Very smooooooth.

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Panic at the Disco - Build God, Then we'll Talk

 

It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street.

Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing

Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.

The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde,

And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.

 

Along with the people inside

What a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

 

Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin

Rising with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie

She's getting a job at the firm come Monday.

The Mrs. will stay wisay to the the cheating attorney

moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.

A wonderful caricature of intimacy.

 

Yeah (Yeah)

 

And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin"

Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"

as he said to the Mrs., only hours before,

after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact.

There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash)

Between her and the badge

She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.

 

Along with the people inside

What a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

 

There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.

It's sleeping with the roaches and taking best guesses

So shed off the sheets and before all the stains

And a few more of your least favorite things.

 

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses

It's sleeping with the roaches and taking best guesses

So shed off the sheets and before all the stains

And a few more of your least favorite things.

 

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

 

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses

It's sleeping with the roaches and taking best guesses

So shed off the sheets and before all the stains

And a few more of your least favorite things.

 

Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses

And sleeping with the roaches and taking best guesses

At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains

And a few more of your least favorite things.

 

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