Lyrics:

When the only sound in the empty street,
Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet
That belongs to a lonesome cop
She opens shop.

When the moon so long has been gazing down
On the wayward ways of this wayward town.
That her smile becomes a smirk,
She goes to work.

Love for sale,
Appetising young love for sale.
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled,
Love that's only slightly soiled
Love for sale.

Who will buy?
Who would like to sample her 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,
She knows every type of love
Better far than they.
If you want the thrill of love,
She's 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 her wares.
Follow her and climb the stairs
Love for sale.