Lyrics of Zhang Xuan's selling

I want this one. If anything else,

I want something else; I want him more.

Who is really poor is just poor

Don't have what you already have.

I want his, or yours.

You can buy what you don't sell.

If you want to keep the bad ones, it's OK.

No amount of money can change a sincere smile, so I said

Give me something. I'm out of it anyway.

Selling. We do nothing but to sell.

Selling. We do nothing but to sell.

We’re selling. We do nothing but to sell.

We’re selling. We do nothing but to sell.

Sell, And we’re selling.

Hello, everyone.

But it's so comfortable.

People are not feeling well.

I'm going to buy blessings.

Who is really poor? Just don't want what you already have.

Everyone is comfortable who should be helped.

You sold it. It's broken. Just the good ones.

Just make do with what has been mentioned.

No amount of money can change the chances - so

I only mention the good ones. That's right.

But You, but you’re going

Selling. You do nothing but to sell.

You’re selling. You do nothing but to sell.

Selling. You do nothing but to sell.

You’re selling. You do nothing but to sell.

And everybody sells.

And everybody sells.

And everybody sells.

And everybody sells.

Selling, and everybody sells.

And everybody sells.

And everybody sells.

And Everybody.