Letra da Música: Shoplifting - The Slits

Shoplifting
(Palmolive)

Put the cheddar in your pocket,
put the rest under your jacket,
I'll talk to the cashier,
he won't suspect
and if he does...


Do a runner, do a runner


Ten nickers for the lot,
we pay fuck all
Mr. Packy won't lose much,
and we'll have dinner tonight.


Do a runner, do a runner


The bastard is trying to watch us,
through the mirror and TV
but they are not gonna catch us
because we are gonna run, run...


Do a runner, do a runner


Ten nickers for the lot,
we pay fuck all
Mr. Packy won't lose much,
and we'll have dinner tonight.