Huh, the kind of girl that works in Harvey Nicks yeah

Is the kind of girl that′s got fucking barely rounda bags (?)

And I don't mean bags bags, I mean like shopping bags, seriousI never liked Dry Your Eyes anyways

The only person that liked it was my mum

You know what I mean

Cos man had flippin overalls on

The pretty bird behind the tills takin the piss outta man

Even giving man no help

{CHORUS - Mike Skinner}

When I drop in Harvey Nicks

To shop in Harvey Nicks

If I don′t look hardly slick

Or appear hardly fit

The cashier don't hardly trip

The lady hardly flits

Unless im wearing barmy shit

Or garments that are the shit

The last time we was in here, we just lined with despair

The pretty bird behind the till was flipping thru Marie Claire

Flicking the end of her hair, fidgeting, all nervous

Had us thinking "where the fuck is the customer service?!"

Must have been the flippin shabby overalls we're wearing

And the batch of Classics that were on the verge of tearing

Cos Aunty′s front room needed redecorating

So we painted it light blue to make it look more radiant

But today that aint the case (na mate!)

It′s Lionel Scott cardigans, that us man were dreamt in

The pretty bird behind the till's grin is so blatant

And suckin man′s bottom, cos she must think we got the papers

So from this day forth, we must always recall

Never ever to come back in here in overalls

Cos pretty birds behind tills, they don't like to smile and talk

To brehs bowling down in fucking overalls

{CHORUS}

It′s as if she's never seen our mugs in here before

Cos as soon as we was about to make a move, she released the door

Pointing her finger at her assistant to attend to both of our needs

Chucking an opener on the counter, strutting towards Teddy and me

Now its all a guided tour through the Lacoste new seasons

Compliments on our retirements, mixing offering us greetings (?)

Not to mention the welcome? and the private seating

That they usually use for the service twats

With the request to them to bring the teas in

But the other day, that weren′t the case... na mate

It was her on the fone to the security guard

To follow us for no damn reason

Lookin down at our watch, giving us the cold shoulder treatment

Asking us if we could hurry up cos

They were closing early that evening

So from that day forth, we have always remembered

Never ever to wear overalls, its just absurd

Cos overall, all over, overalls don't work

Cos now that we're in London its got the bird flicking up her skirt

{CHORUS }

When I shop at Harvey Nicks

Everyone thinks I′m a star

Cos I wear my rented blazer

And I step out my rented car

A little girl with a pen ran up to me and said "I know who you are"

But when I gave her my autograph she

Said "mum is this how u spell lemar? "

When I shop at Harvey Nicks

The security give me grief

They must think I′m a thief, cos I don't sound like The Streets

Even when I′m just trying it on, they think I'm trying it on

I said "why would I steal from you? I′m loaded"

Then they called the police - "there's a guy with a gun! "

Despite this, I like shopping here

Cos it′s a lot quicker than eBay

I bumped into this Labour MP who was looking for a pair of CK

I said "Hi, I'm Sway, and I hope you're having a nice day"

Then I slapped him in his face and said

"What type of party doesn′t have a DJ? "

I remember the first time I came here

I was shoplifting and got nabbed

In the shop lift I got grabbed

"Hey you! Excuse me, open your bag! "

I got put in a pair of handcuffs

All for a pair of cufflinks

I said "please sir,

Don′t send me to prison, if its anything like Butlins"

{CHORUS }

{Mike Skinner}

It don't mean anything anyway man

Harvey Nicks is shiiiit!

I′m all about Selfridges

Seriously Selfridges man

Harvey Nicks is the kind of place Ted Mayern goes

Don't wanna shop in the same shop as him

Cos that cunt looks like a fucking clown!

{Tony Mitchell}

See what she does then; slag; slag; slag!

{Teddy Mitchell}

That might not be a good idea, but still