Love for Sale

With high heels and stockings on
Lip rouge carefully applied
With eye shadow, her low cut dress
She will make you cry
The drugs are pumping through her veins
Her eyes are like two flames
They’ll be put out fairly soon
The story is the same
Love for Sale
The rain’s like diamonds
On wind screens
Her legs are like a dream
And when she kneels she’ll make you feel
Like you have got to scream
The cold is blowing down the street
The click of high heel shoes
Her fresh young face is on the street
The drugs she will abuse
Love for Sale
If looks could kill you know she will
The stars shine and she’s doomed
She shake her hips she’ll shake her tits
As you she unzips
Down and down and down she’ll go
Addictions grip her soul
She’s heading for an early shower
Self destruction is her goal
Love for Sale
And when she’s on that marble slab
Hope someone’s left to cry
She had it all and pissed it all away
And then she died
Love for Sale
Young love for Sale