The Mall

I miss the mall
When I felt like I was queen of it all
The A/C was almost as cool
As my new jewels
Waiting for my baby
Just to notice what's brand new

No one to ruin my good times
They're all mine to do
Whatever I want to
Never mind the price
Yeah I do this all the time
Trust me I'll show you
You'll have a good time

At the mall
At the mall

Hit the Dairy Queen
Yell fuck you
Into Abercrombie
Then hide inside of FYE
Everything here's
Marked up a thousand percent
I don't have allowance for that
I just take what I need
From the free food tray
And then we're on our way
It was 1998

It was the year of the mall
At the mall



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Schlia
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