My life is in jeopardy
From retail therapy
Crawling from store to store
Until my whole body is sore
She says she knows what she needs
(It’s a habit she feeds)
With every shop
My demeanour just drops
My interest wanes
I'm destroying my brain
These shoes, that dress
Plastic melting under stress
Another booth, another stall
My future ahead is one big mall
At last, the torture nears its end
Closing time, my faithful friend
But disaster, no! My heart is stopping
She's found a place with all night shopping!
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