Every Kind of Vice

If everybody is saying that
Love is free
How come they keep it
Under lock and key

When it comes to love
You've gotta shop around
On and off, the foreman sellin'
By the pound

Like every kind of vice
It's only merchandise

When you're making love
Check your wallet every minute
'Cause that little girl
Wants everything that's in it

Another thing with love
Apart from the money
You might get stung
If you're stealing honey

Not every kind of vice
It's only merchandise

Now if you're feeling down
And you take it on the streets
Your gonna take your boys
[Incomprehensible]
It's gonna lift you off your feet

You really gonna fly
But you remember what I said
When moaning like a sleeper
And you wish that you was dead

If it's lovin' or it's liquor
Or it's this or that
The man who's selling tickets
That's getting fat

Like every kind of vice
It's only merchandise