By Didier Muller; Illustration by Salvatore Pirito
I’m selling my soul for a flat belly
It’s seen some wear
So, I’ll take whatever you can give me
Even if it just shows in the mornings.
Have my heart for a pair of long legs,
I’ve been wanting to trade it in for some time
I’m not offering it to anyone else
So you name the price.
How about my serotonin for strong arms?
The ones that all the boys want
Well, this boy is willing to go further
Now I don’t have much left to offer but
It’s all yours.