i was at mall today looking for shoes
i'm surprise there's nobody to help me
it's like if you can't find it we don't have
gone were the numerous assistance
i can hardly find a check out register
finally i found one i have to get in line
sales are all over the place 60% and up
they even told me have additional 15%
if i apply for card, yeah they charge 21%
it's a bank bartering goods for your money
they gain both ways, they make more on debts
a lot think they are getting a favor from the deal
on the corner of my eye a man is with his wife
i could sense the agony on his face shopping
especially when she start trying rings and earings
was a long wait for me; events keep me company
but what store that doesn't do that, all of them
you just have to control your desires or needs
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