Here I am with all the other men
Surviving at the shopping mall
Circling round the one lone couch
Waiting for our wives to show

So we can carry packages
In our sweaty shaking palms
While we patiently succumb
To their daily shop and drop

Here I am with all the other men
Rattling on with our small talk
Diving into conversations
Without giving it much thought

We talk about the weather
And price of gasoline
While our wives on their spree
Spend all of our money

Here I am with all the other man
In what seems like endless days
Not a one of us brave enough
To make our get away

So here we are at beckon call
In this shopping mall
Circling round the one lone couch
Waiting for our wives to show