At The Mall

Oh the day can't begin till the guard lets me in
 Then I walk for some exercise
 In less then a snap I complete my daily lap
 Then it's time to socialize
 I visit Grady and Ruth at the Information Booth
 Then bring the earring lady a Ben and Jerry's Shake
 Then I go to Pet Land where the manager Stan
 Pays me a buck to feed a dangerous snake
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 Then I pass the tie rack on my way to RadioShack
 Where I pretend to be a Hollywood star
 I try to walk like John Wayne and do Singin' in the Rain
 While the janitor laughs from afar
 A little bit later, on the glass elevator
 We're so high I have to close my eyes
 "He takes his 11:30 crap" then go over to the Gap
 And try on clothes for moms with kids my size
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 Zoom off to Panda Express, their Kung Pao chicken is the best
 But it's Sbarro's for a medium drink
 'Cause the staff is really nice and they only use cubed ice
 Which is better then crushed I think
 Bang a left and I'm at Sears, look for Chuck with the hairy ears
 'Cause he lets me catch a quick cat nap
 But then Mrs. Fishbourne's daughter puts my hand in warm water
 And I wake up with a wet yellow lap
 Footlocker is my last stop where I have to go and shop
 For some clean pants and a couple of fresh shirts
 'Cause when I leave the mall I ref Youth League basketball
 And to look your best never hurts
 But the greatest thing of all, if the truth be told
 Here at the mall it's never too hot or cold
 'Cause they were smart enough to make it temperature controlled
 At the mall, at the mall, at the mall!
 Tra-la-la!