NO MATTER WHAT.
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WHAT

I’m too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love’s going to leave me

I’m too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts

And I’m too sexy for Milan too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan

And I’m too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party


WHO

In Trinidad, there was a family
Much confusion as you will see

It was a mama and a papa and a boy who was grown
Wanted to marry and have wife of his own

Found a young girl, who suited him nice
Went to his papa to ask his advice

His papa said son, I have to say no
That girl is your sister but your mama don’t know


WHY

Well I wake up this morning I rolled out of bed
I felt like a dog who’s been kicked in the head

Checked out my mail there was letter that read
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 catch a fish if you ain’t got the hook
Love for sale, love for sale