Love for sale;
Hot governmental love for sale;
Love that translates into jobs
For my friends (although they're slobs)--
Love for sale.

Who will vote?
Who will let me get him by the throat?
Trust, you doubting Thomases,
That I'll keep my promises–
Love for sale.

Let the papers write of graft
In their irate way;
I have read them and I've laughed–
I'm still here today;
I have no humility
Or accountability;
Desk jobs, crew jobs–
City jobs are screw jobs.

Love for sale;
Exquisite public love for sale;
So if you need to make a deal
Follow me and grease my wheel;
Love for sale.

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Love for sale;
The finest civic love for sale;
Love that robs the people blind
While the city store we mind–
Love for sale.

Fix your roads?
We would sooner lick some toxic toads–
High among our many goals
Is not to fill your pavement holes;
Love for sale.

Let the public stew and fret
All the live-long day;
Still, you vote for what you get–
And you meekly pay;
The blame is yours: it's genuine–
You vote us in and then you whine;
Road work, make work–
The work you buy is fake work.

Love for sale;
Come on in and buy yourself a pail;
And don't forget to bring your fork–
We've barrels full of luscious pork;
Love for sale;

Foolish must the sucker be
To challenge our incumbency;
Love for sale–
Love for sale.