I wanna sell my soul
And I don’t care about the price
You can have it all
All you have to do is treat me nice
You can use me like a dog
Don’t be surprised when I bite
But when you’re sweet
To anyone you lay your eyes on
Do you really dream up all the stuff
You can do to make me weep
But when you’re mean
I’m the guy that used to hurt you
But personally I like that scar on your face
I wanna sell my soul
And I don’t care about the price
You can have it all
All you have to do is treat me nice
You can use me like a dog
Don’t be surprised when I bite
(c) Kiss My Jazz
Words by Rudy Trouvé