Well it’s kind of you to offer, sir, to spend your time with me
When it’s plain to see I’m all alone, and no one’s loving me,
But I’m gonna speak the truth, sir, so look straight into my eyes,
I don’t want no man to take me home and try me on for size.
I don’t want no man to save me; do you think that’s alright?
So I thank you for your offer, but I ain’t for sale tonight.
Cause I got to say I’m fine now just being all alone,
Just turning slowly like the sun, just being all alone.
All the reasons that I would want a man have flown far from my mind,
And it’s true I do get lonely, sir, and yet I’m doing fine.
And though I ain’t smiled in the longest time, somehow I’m alright.
So I thank you for your offer, but I ain’t for sale tonight.
Well I know love is this very important game that all the ladies should line up to play,
You just believe in the love some man gives you, until time just strips it away,
Until the winds begin their turning and he’s walking out the door,
and then you piece your heart together and just beg the world for more.
And though I ain’t been kissed in the longest time, somehow I’m alright,
So I thank you for your offer, but I ain’t for sale tonight.
Now us ladies can dream that someday a man he’ll just want you all to himself,
And he’ll promise to love you forever, if you ain’t loving no one else.
And you can chain your hearts together, and get all dressed up in white,
And swear before an altar that you belong to him for life.
Well my heart don’t belong to nobody sir, and maybe that’s alright.
So I thank you for your offer, but I ain’t for sale tonight.
Well you tell me a lady has physical needs that it’s hazardous to deny,
Without the balmy touch of a man, I’m just getting hard and dry.
I just got to be covered in whipped cream and licked from head to toe;
I need to sweat and scream and shake, and be taken down on the floor.
Well I ain’t made love in twenty years and mostly I’m alright.
So I thank you for your offer, but I ain’t for sale tonight.