Salesman lyrics

Salesman
words, lyrics, and music by David Kleiner

Last night I came home late
Cold vegetables on my plate
I pretended they tasted great
Thanks honey thanks honey...
She says "how did it go..."
This time of year it's always slow
You plant enough seeds and they will grow..
Into money into money

I'm a salesman..
got a beeper and a cellular phone
I'm a salesman..
gotta make it on my own

I know how to make a deal
I know what to conceal
I'm not sure what is real
But it doesn't matter doesn't matter
Some times I drive real far
Got a laptop in my car
I know where the good meals are
And I'm getting fatter getting fatter...

Cause I'm a salesman..
got a beeper and a cellular phone
I'm a salesman..
the selling starts when they say "no"..

You gotta ask for the order ask for the order
Is that your wife or is that your daughter
I like your hair love your sweater
Tuesday or Friday which is better
I got in red I got it in blue
The green one looks the best on you
You gotta jump on the bandwagon be an individual
Sign up your friends get rich on the residuals
Quality quality gotta go for quality
When you assume you make an ass out of you and me
The price is going up, the time is running down
Everybody's got one be the first in town
You gotta close 'em close 'em
Know how to close 'em
I was just in the neighborhood say how goes 'em

Last night I came home late
Cold vegetables on my plate
I pretended they tasted great
Thanks honey thanks honey...

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