Walking through the shopping mall
My Ipod playing “Wonderwall”
Lost in my own sordid daydreams
Making my eyes wander to a woman's jeans
She's a shop assistant working in a fashion store
Sorting out clothes on the ground floor
From behind the 'For Sale' sign glass
I can not help but to look at her ar$e
I slyly look down her jeans, which is quite revealing
And there in full view is her G-string
She must be about 16, but I am not a paedophile
It's just that her crack makes me smile
