Six-Thirty AM, it's time
To put on my favorite sweatsuit
Pick up Dolores, let's go
And wait for Jimmy to come open the doors
The isles are empty
There's no one around
Our sneakers are squeakin on the freshly mopped ground
The café sits, waiting
On a clear open track
We whip out our Mall Star Discount
Cards from our fanny packackackacks oooo!
Mall Walkin, keep on rockin
Mall walkin, keep on rockin
Mall walkin, keep on rockin
Mall walkin, keep on rockin
Dolores wants a sticky bun,
But I'm in a coffee mood
But we can't disrupt the flow
So we keep walkin in line for our soul food
Mall Walkin, keep on rockin
Mall walkin, keep on rockin
Mall walkin, keep on rockin
Mall walkin, keep on rockin