Pickpocket Penny - velvet locket and playful jest glitches

[Verse 1] [Record scratch sounds] The crowd flows easy, it ebbs and breathes, Me just drifting, light as breeze. I see her there, she looks so gentle, A quiet spark, a touch transcendental. Compassion incarnate, she bends to me down, I tell her my plight, “I can't find my mom.” For a moment I wonder, what might have been, Then a tug and she turns, my friend and I go unseen. [Chorus] Ten years old, a face so sweet Supple fingers, and lightning feet Pickpocket Penny, pick your prize Pickpocket Penny, master of lies She’ll take your heart, she’ll take your dime, Pickpocket Penny, oh, so sublime! A ribbon, a watch, a wallet gone, The magic act plays on and on. You’d count your blessings, oh such good luck, Till you check your pockets—aw, now you’re stuck! With a dimpled grin, and a flash of lace, She’s halfway gone, leaving barely a trace. A phantom thief, a playful jest, Pickpocket Penny, she’s the best. [Chorus] Ten years old, a face so sweet Supple fingers, and lightning feet Pickpocket Penny, pick your prize Pickpocket Penny, master of lies She’ll take your heart, she’ll take your dime, Pickpocket Penny, oh, so sublime! Oh Penny, you’ve got style, A crooked halo, a devilish smile. The world’s your mark, your stage, your show, A streetlight queen, where shadows grow. [Verse 3] She clocks the mark — alone, unsure, With polished shoes and posture pure. A velvet locket, old and rare, Too fine a prize to leave it there. She lifts it smooth, a flawless steal, No stutter step, no tell, no feel. But then — a gasp. A breaking sound. The woman sobs, knees on ground. Penny turns, her fingers itch, The necklace stings — a guilty twitch. She lets it fall with perfect grace — As if it slipped, not left in place. [Chorus] Ten years old, a face so sweet Supple fingers, and lightning feet Pickpocket Penny, pick your prize Pickpocket Penny, master of lies She’ll take your heart, she’ll take your dime, Pickpocket Penny, oh, so sublime!