High town - high street connections
With clothes at the top of my list
You could steal things from the jewelry department
But you cant take kind or steal a kiss
As I flit from shop window to window
Im trying to pick up a friendly bargin
But its not like the adverts all make out
And theres no one to greet you as a friend

I dress myself for the part
I smile but it just dont work
Something about my face - must just be the wrong shape
I better try another brand pretty quick

Im haunted by the colours and holding a reminder that I must be inadequate
High town - high street connection
With clothes at the top of my list