© 2014 Words and Music Steve Pullara

I wander aimlessly, round and round the shopping mall.

I don't buy anything. I buy nothin' at all. I buy nothin' at all.

I look at people here. 

Some of them they frighten me,

starin' at the water fountians talkin' to themselves,

talkin' to themselves.

I take an escalator to change  the scenery.

So many fashionista's looking back at me

in leather jackets and mohawk haircuts.

The girls have purple hair, tatoos and jewelry.

Whoa oo, whoa o,o whoa oo, m, m, m, m, m

m, m, m, m....

I'm on th second floor in a big department store

Walking through the show room floors,

like I've done before, like I've done before.

I wink at mannequins dancing in their lingerie,

they don't have much to say.

I saw them yesterday.

I saw them yesterday.

I take an elevator to change the scenery.

So many parents are looking back at me,

with babies cryin' and mothers are sighin'

dreamin' of a place that they would rather be.

Whoa oo, whoa o,  whoa oo,

Whoa oo, whoa o,  whoa oo,

deh, deh, deh, deh

deh, deh, deh, deh

I smell the pizza pie though an air conditioned sky.

I feel just like a fly at a smogasboard, at a smogasboard.

Nobody seems to care, like pinballs everywhere

bumping shoulders here and there like a big arcade.

It's like a big arcade.

I think I'm going home.

I'd rather be alone, than wandering aimlessly all around this place.

I'm just a pair of shoes who is just passing though

With nothing else to do in the shopping mall...

in the shopping mall...

in the shopping mall...

in the shopping mall!