Now, Ive been travelin long and hard
And all over this big land
And Ive got somethin here in my bag
For every woman and man
And nowhere is too far
cause I cover a pretty wide base
From way down south to way up north
Ill shake hands with any friendly face
Chorus:
Salesman, salesman
Why dont you sell me somethin
Salesman, salesman
Why dont you sell me somethin
Now Ive got a box in my hand
And Im gonna travel that land
Im a salesman for hire
And I never get tired
So just plug it in and itll work
Dont worry about it breakin
Its factory made and guaranteed
And were not fakin
Chorus repeat
Now, I keep bangin on my case
And smilin broad and make the deal
But sometimes my feet begin to shake
Like Im slippin on a banana peel
Stan slips about
And Ive been everywhere around this world
I fly on the edge of the ball
I keep the numbers all up here
I just read the map and steer, thats all
Chorus repeat
Now Ill never give up this way of life
This life has called me to
Ive gotta get to new orleans by noon
If I can only find my shoe
cause Im a salesman! pleased to meetcha!
And Ive seen the dirt and dust
Of a hundred towns like this
I just work my way on through
Sometimes its just hit and miss
And I got a little something here in my bag
To help me burn the leaves
But I gotta watch it close this time
I know, because nothin comes for free
No, nothin comes for free
I know a little girl in idaho
I guess Ill look her up now in a week or so
She was always good for a drink and a laugh
And what the traffic would allow
Chorus repeat
Everybody wants a real deal, everybody wants a real deal
Everybody wants a real deal, everybody wants a real deal