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Albums:

För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · The Lady's Not for Sale/Fall into Spring/It's Only Love (Rita Coolidge) · Not 4 Sale (Sammy Hagar) · This House Is Not for Sale [Single] (Bon Jovi) · Not 4 Sale (Kardinal Offishall) – and 90 other albums »


(Keep filling that old fuel line)

Fill her up! [Repeats]

She's not the car that she used to be
Keep ready for you, and she's ready for me
Into
Like a rose on the bed without scent I need myself spent
For shame's sake by any other name
When the seeds take: grows like weeds and spreads like
sale

Riot - Rebellion for sale
Buy it - Devoid of anything real
Riot - Rebellion for sale

I'm not for sale no - I'm not for sale no
I'm not for sale no
jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck more than we rest, dude
I bet you that your main bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her when they see me
Because I use love like fuel
The pain it drives my engine
I use love like fuel
I use love like fuel

Send me up for murder
And I'd feel like I was
Love for sale, love for sale

I picked up the phone, I called everyone I could
I let my fingers do the walking through the telephone book
You can't
I know a curious tale
About a man who saw his life for sale
A silent kid, no one believed
The twists of life would drew him in

Love was so hard
I know a curious tale
About a man who saw his life for sale
A silent kid, no one believed
The twists of life would drew him in

Love was so hard
Caught on a rusty nail
Devil rose up heavy with gold
My soul's not for sale

Then a holy man in a house of God
He offered me a book of prayer
But
To see him as you'd see a star 
Love him from where you are 
He's not for, not for, not for sale
 
Past an open window walks the pretty girl 
Does she
Caught on a rusty nail
Devil rose up heavy with gold
My soul's not for sale

Then a holy man in a house of God
He offered me a book of prayer
But
The world is up for sale
You buy and sell it well
You're demonstrating lack
You're smokin' social crack

You want to pay our bail
We're not
And the judge said to pay up, our you must sell out. 
Most exclusive residence for sale. 
He had to tell all the servants to go away. 
Couldn't even afford
or make my life, no 
All the money in the world 
Couldn't buy my life 
Cause my life's not 4 sale 

Yeah, I like drivin 
Stay up late just lookin
Don't pass me by 
Without a drop 
Just step across 
And fill my cup 
Gimme more 
It's not enough 
Rejuvenate me 
Fuel me up 
Running drier
I am so weak and I'm so tired 
It's hard for me to 
Find enough strength to feed the fires 
That fuel my ego 
And consequently all my pride has
It didn't hide a life times fears

Against your better judgement
You put your whole self up for sale
The horror show when you where young
We couldn't
Was gold in the dust
Like many a man in god do I trust
Gave up on El Dorado
So lost in my lust
Where love is not for sale
Out on the end
Oh, wait for me, I fell behind three signs for services ago
Some sarcastic satellite says I'm not anywhere
Spent every cent of your good will
to the foundry
From farms to the city night
Everyone cracks if the price is right
Ideals soon begin to fail
God must know by now
This love is not for sale
Tina Arena 
In Deep 
Not For Sale 

Here we are 
Face to face 
Who would have ever believed we could 
End up in this place 

You and I
Trailers for sale or rent rooms to left fifty cents
No phones no pool no pets I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but two hours of pushing brooms buys
leadbelly sings the blues
All dressed up on wedding day Keep on trippin' anyway

I am I am I said I'm not myself I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
So keep
Knights in shining karma 
Tend your flame 
And with love for armor 
They'll remain 

Ever by your bed 
Guarding, still sleeping 
Shield your
write us well signed, "forgiveness for sale"
I'm through being full
Of all the might you want killed
The fiction will see the real
The answer will