Seriously the hardest thing to ignore
You wanna look and carry on and the walk is a bore
One window always stands out in the high street
You want that or you'll never leave your Fleet
You promise mommy you'll keep it clean and keep your room so neat
"mommy i can't stand the heat"
Windows burn you up inside
You see your sad face in its reflection, you move away feeling motion sickness like your walk is a ride
Walking past again you stand by the side
Hoping those puppy dog eyes will work as now you can no longer stand the tide
"mommy please at least i won't have to hide"
She won't buy it
None the bit
So along came the paper round
Hated the sound
Dogs growling
People shouting and vicious dogs howling
Ready to bite
Need something to help me fight
Best thing i got was a meat ball i knicked from the kitchen
For that most vicious hungry terrier Hitchen
A month gone buy i step into the high street
Where's the fleet
No longer in the window standing perfectly matching the coat on the mannequin
I began panicin
So i stepped into the shop
All around i hop and hop and hop
It was so last season
Without no reason
I never got the worlds cutest most beautiful hand bag after all
I would have thought mommy wouldn't mind, she wanted me to be more girlie and didn't help on the ball
I wasn't Cinderella
Or a Bella
I just went as i usually do, the disco in the hall
The skater chic whom nobody danced with, but i got a board as my partner so i didn't mind at all
I wished they could tint the high street
Yeah that'll happen then it will get beat
By Kays
Who will surely keep them at bays