Steal away with me. Flick those light-fingered
Thoughts my way, and use your sleight of hand:
Deftly smile and, like the best con-artists,
Win me over.
Steal me away. I’m a sucker for a rogue.
We’ve lingered round the forecourt for an age
Dodging CCTV, well-intentioned prigs
And the pigs,
And the people lugging plastic bags
Round Marks & Spencer never cared for us.
Sly and smoothly, take a sideways glance
And pick my pocket.
Steal a moment, for me: steal a chance.
While there’s still time to take, let’s waste no time.
As thick as thieves, make me your last offence:
A perfect crime.
Partially inspired by Morrissey lyrics. Naturally.