Mission To The Mall

words & music by dustin parker
©1997 So Thar Music BMI

I was in a checkout line at a supermarket in Nashville, and read this story on a tabloid. It had to be written.

Well, she left me one morning with her walking shoes on
Her shoulder bag decked me as she passed me down the hall
One look in her eyes I knew the worst it was true
She was on a mission to the mall and there was nothing I could do
She’s gone shopping

Well, I tried my best to stop her but my best wouldn’t do
I could see her coming home that night with a truck load of shoes
See her standing in the parking lot, shopping bags in her hand
The way that woman goes through money I will never understand

She’s on a mission to the mall, mission to the mall
Armed to the teeth with cash and credit cards
She’s a woman possessed, she’s on a mission to the mall
She tried to spend it all

Got a call from the hospital several days later
Met the doctor in the lobby and we spoke in the elevator
Said they brought her in this morning she was D.O.A
She dropped dead from overshopping
but she had a smile on her face

She’s on a mission to the mall, mission to the mall
Charge it to the limit, tried to spend it all
My baby dropped dead on a mission to the mall
Mission to the mall, she tried to spend it all
Mission to the mall, do I have to pay at all
Mission to the mall, mission to the mall

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