Sell me something good, to make me feel worthwhile
A purse to hold my chapstick, an app with a free trial
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A pill that makes me pretty, or a trip around the world
A crown fit for a princess, with a dainty string of pearls
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Shoes that make me walk straight, or hands that don’t get dirty
A stranger to be seawater, for when I’m feeling thirsty
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A cat that naps and purrs all day, or a snake that never strikes
A phone call with someone I miss, or a dress I know he’ll like
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A clock to count the time I waste, a pen to track the days
A tour guide who can read a map, and walk me through the haze
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Sell me someone with kindness, who tells me I’m his choice
Or sell me a talking parrot, who will imitate his voice
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Sell me a happy ending. I only want the one.
I know you’ve got some back there; I’ll take one and I’ll run
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I’ll pay whatever price you want, I’ll trade you both my hands
Forget who has them on reserve, I know they’ll understand
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That for me to be here pining now, to have turned and walked away
I already lost a real sweet deal, and more along the way
PLUTO BLOOMING 