Oh Shoplifter — The Stills

I roll through your town With clowns and a crowd With no hopes at all A blanket of snow falls outside And keeps us drinking inside Clear skies means clear brains And elephant sized malaise

Oh you shoplifter Why did you take her From me

You've got motion inside You're wild in your stride Your stride drives her wild Tell me the story of your Fame and misfortune Your cloud of distortion

I've been drained of that feeling We've been driving all night You ran off with my feelings Don't you know