SHOPPING

High town, high street connections With clothes at the top of my list You could steal things from the jewelry department But you can't take kind or steal a kiss As I flit from shop window to window I'm trying to pick up a friendly bargain But it's not like the adverts all make out And there's no one to greet you as a friend I dress myself for the part I smile but it just don't work Something about my face must just be the wrong shape I better try another brand pretty quick I'm haunted by the colors and hoardings A reminder that I must be inadequate High town, high street connection With clothes at the top of my list