Shopping Cart Parade

(Verse 1) Woke up with sunshine in my brain, Coffee in hand, I hop the train, Window dreams on every street, Retail rhythm in my feet. Strut through the door, it's a fashion fête, Colors calling like a sweet duet, Try it on, spin, feelin' cute — Tag still on? Oh, that's my suit! (Chorus) It’s a shopping cart parade, Through the aisles where magic's made, Glitter shoes and bargain deals, Buttons, bows, and how joy feels. Swipe that card, oh, hear it sing — Tiny treasures everything! In this world I freely roam, Every checkout feels like home. (Verse 2) Scented candles, books and tea, Stripes and polka dots calling me, Mirrors wink and say, “You slay!” Changing room’s my runway. Strangers smile, it's understood, This mall's a mood, this vibe is good. Even my tote bag’s got flair, It’s not just stuff — it’s love I wear. (Chorus) It’s a shopping cart parade, Through the aisles where magic's made, Sequin dreams and cozy steals, Deals that sparkle, truth that heals. Jingle keys, and off I zoom, My trunk’s a happy dressing room. From window gaze to final dome — Every purchase feels like home. (Bridge) Not just things, it’s how they glow, Little gifts for heart and soul. A scarf, a laugh, a song, a spree, A glitter globe of glee and me. (Final Chorus) In this shopping cart parade, Every color, every shade, Joy in patterns, racks, and rows, Happiness in heels and bows. Swipe that card — let trumpets play! This is whimsy on display. Call it silly, call it art — Retail therapy from the heart.