No Sale - Louis Jordan and his Tympany Five

Hey baby, the deal ain’t real

I ain’t going for that hype

Cause you ain’t the type

Cut out all that trash

Go out and gt yourself some cash

I ain’t falling for that mush, so hush

It’s no sale, it is no sale

All that talk that you’ve been spewin'

No so, cause I no do

Better be on your way

I don’t got no time to play

No sale, it is no sale

If you must hug me, please don’t bug me

No dice and at no price

It’s no deal, schlimeel

Might as well change the reel

Sit there thinkin' the ideal groove

Everyone should have somebody

But I remember what I went through

When my ever-loving baby flew the coop

So, it’s no sale, it is no sale

Love is just for squares and phonies

No go, cause I’m no schmo

All of you cats can toot

While I make all the loot

While sittin' here thinkin' of the ideal groove

Everyon should have somebody

But I still remember what I went through

When my baby flew the coop

So it’s no sale, it is no sale

Love is just for squares and phonies

No go, cause I’m no schmo

All of you cats can toot

While I make all the loot