Hear that song on the radio
The one stuck in your head
It's designed to seize your mind
You're gonna sing it til' you are dead
It isn't by your favorite band
It's by a girl you'll never know
But the next time you go shopping
She'll tell you where to go
She sells!
Sea sells condos by the sea shore! She sells!
She sells!
She sells machines to wax the kitchen floor! She sells!
She sells!
She sells to get a slice of the big pie! She sells!
But in the end she sells her soul
Cause she knows thats what they want to buy
Then she finds herself forgetting
Why she started in the first place
Afternoons at the piano
On daddy's knee
First a "G"
Now an "E"
That's the way baby
Now it's time for contracts and royalties
And 30 second spots
Don't make them cry
Just make them buy
And make them buy a lot
She sells!
Sea sells condos by the sea shore! She sells!
She sells!
She sells ointment for that open sore! She sells!
She sells!
She sells to get a slice of the big pie!
But she don't want to sell herself
So it's time to say
Goodbye!
Mint flavored air pollution
Advanced Internet solution
She sells
She sells
She sells
She sells
Goodbye!
Goodbye!
Version 2: (from Doug's site) Bricrui's version:
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See that person in that row
The one with hair that's red
He has a contract that's really bind
He wants to be at home instead
He was a kid just in the sand
And playin' with his toy boat
Making popcorn for the poppin'
And makin' your car wheels blow
She sells!
He makes sure that he is a bore
A bore!
She sells!
He makes sure that you close all the doors
The doors!
She sells!
He splats you in the face with a big pie
A pie!
But all the time, he's in the know
Making sure that you do say goodbye
Deedle deedle
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Deedle deedle
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He listens to the same jingle
And eating can of lard, and more lard
Making sure that you stay single
But buying you a really, really nice card
He goes down to his local pub
And eat up like a pig
Then he leaves without any pay
Being really big!
She sells!
He makes sure that he is a bore
A bore!
She sells!
He makes sure that you close all the doors
The doors!
She sells!
He splats you in the face with a big pie
A pie!
But all the time, he's in the know
Making sure that you do say goodbye
Deedle deedle
a-det-det
dit-down
Deedle deedle
a-det
dit-down
Deedle deedle
dada let
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Then he finds himself all bitten
By millions of bees at a fast pace
Running as fast a doe
Hoping to flee
Golly gee, my oh me
He can't even see
Needing contacts
Made from trees
And a dog named Spot
He always cries
But still buys
But still buys what he sought
She sells!
He makes sure that he is a bore
A bore!
She sells!
He believes every piece of rotten lore
Oh yeah
She sells!
He splats you in the face with a big pie
But he don't want to lose his health
And this time, he's gonna say goodbye!
Breathin' in all that great pollution
Drinkin' that really dirty solution
A bore!
Oh yeah!
A pie!
Oh yeah!
Goodbye!
Goodbye!