Lyrics:
unless we make it for ourselves
The success is the successful salesman who wants to become a top-notch salesman
And grow and build his organization
I might be in danger
I might be six hits in at 3 am with a stranger
I don't know about you right now
You say you're a salesman
But how many salesman
My memories of moody momma take me back to when I was a child
She said, I think about bein' a salesman, with my charmin' overwhelmin' smile
And I
ya
You sell the bag like you a sales-man
Just I deliver I'm the mailman
Don't intend to be a fail-ure
It's on purpose if I fail, ya
You sell the bag
just tended your fences
While mine I unscrewed
You can't win true love with that salesman's pitch
She see's through your tactics
She won't fall for it
watch the pen right down a sign
Salesman seems kind
Salesman seems kind
A stack of paper, write your name, and change the time
Oo re-align
When the sun
the greatest salesman, or so he's been told
With a fire in his eyes and a heart made of gold
Jukka takes on the challenge, the stories unfold
He's mastered
the purple hair who just stands and stares.
Salesman's grin, full of sin
Words in a letter
Hollow meaning's obscene reading
A voice on the telephone
Leaves
fossils, silently run by the eastern asteroid, silently run by the road pavers, silently run by the used car salesman, silently run by the new car salesman
as smooth as silver
And your smile can almost deliver
The words I wanted to be true
More than anything in this world, I do
Like a door to door salesman
how it's going on them streets
All I can say is
I'm not exactly a salesman, sure there's a product I'm selling
Oh-ho
Guess you could say I'm
that we throw out the window
to the beat of the music show me innocence in a salesman's
pitch and a touch of brilliance that this is all that
we need we
The chicken bit it (The foreskin knew it)
The sultry salesman worked
To keep his high heels on.
Oh, the doors are talking
Oh, the sheets are stained
show me how it's done
you're a salesman's son
go down to the end of your street
and melt into the star spangled night
catch a first class flight
la, la la
La, la la la la
La la la la la, la la
Purpose was a vague ideal that she would always talk on
Till she fell in love with the salesman
Those billboards're - full of lies -
Unchaining gates of hell.
Tears of joy on salesman's pretty face... He's screwing us with grace -
I hope I'll live
Traveling Republican salesman knocks on the door of a farmhouse.
Says, "I got a flat tire while I was slashing your subsidies."
Farmer says, "Come on in,
a salesman
It isn’t fair they had to make me a salesman
Now it’s too late for disco
I’m never havin’ fun again
When all that I was dancing for is gone
Too
she jumped some fences
But she didn't quite get free
She's cool as a salesman
As he opens the door
She's breaking in a new new routine
For the man who
myself when you're away
I'm just not myself when you're away""
He asked her for her hand for life
and she became a salesman's wife
He was at home each
nothing that you get for free
Machinery - hear the salesman's call
Shall we begin?
Gather round, gather all:
Keep it real, strip it down
Rather not wait around
With the Hungry Eyes of a snake-oil salesman
salesman's dream -
guillible to the extreme,
easy pickings for the charm and 'savoir faire',
of these charlatans and theives whose
delight is to decieve - all
could I ever love again?
Ooh ooh ooh without thinking it'll end
Can you blame me for trying?
You're a salesman I kept buying
It was so good then it
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