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We thought it was time we did an upbeat one, so here it is. A bright and happy song about ... er ... stealing from shops.
Rebsie: vocals
William: vocals, mandolin, violin, tin whistle, PETI harmonium, GB bass and drums.
Words and music by William.
Rebsie: vocals
William: vocals, mandolin, violin, tin whistle, PETI harmonium, GB bass and drums.
Words and music by William.
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Lyrics
Despite her second class degree
In English and philosophy
She works the till at HMV
And dreams that some day she could be
Something better
Something wonderful
She spots this guy who casually
Flicks through the racks at A to B
He winks at her and smiles as he
grabs an Alabama 3
Off the shelf
Slips it in his shirt
La la la la la la lightfingers
La la lal la la light fing-ers
La la la la la la lightfingers
La la lal la la light fing-ers
So after work she leaves the store
And he is waiting by the door
Like he knows that he's going to score
She walks past and tries to ignore
that cocksure look
But he calls after
The club is empty; the dj
Plays This Year's Love by David Gray
You want to dance; he says no way
He doesn't have that much to say
But in the dark
His arm slips round her
Chorus
She works the till at HMV
And dreams of petty larceny
The way he was lightfingeredly
As she sells the next cd
Black Eyed Peas
14.99
She works the till at HMV
And sometimes, just occasionally
When she's sure that no one can see
She takes a disc by Bloc Party
off the shelf
Slips it in her bag
Chorus
Easy come easy go x 4
Chorus
In English and philosophy
She works the till at HMV
And dreams that some day she could be
Something better
Something wonderful
She spots this guy who casually
Flicks through the racks at A to B
He winks at her and smiles as he
grabs an Alabama 3
Off the shelf
Slips it in his shirt
La la la la la la lightfingers
La la lal la la light fing-ers
La la la la la la lightfingers
La la lal la la light fing-ers
So after work she leaves the store
And he is waiting by the door
Like he knows that he's going to score
She walks past and tries to ignore
that cocksure look
But he calls after
The club is empty; the dj
Plays This Year's Love by David Gray
You want to dance; he says no way
He doesn't have that much to say
But in the dark
His arm slips round her
Chorus
She works the till at HMV
And dreams of petty larceny
The way he was lightfingeredly
As she sells the next cd
Black Eyed Peas
14.99
She works the till at HMV
And sometimes, just occasionally
When she's sure that no one can see
She takes a disc by Bloc Party
off the shelf
Slips it in her bag
Chorus
Easy come easy go x 4
Chorus
cjhoose
The sound is definately light ;) Love those airy harmonies.
Delightfully sneaky, you guys.