Pay you, came here for a loan
Getting wealthy, getting bold
Can you bill me?
Pay you, standing in the aisles
With pampered feet and fading styles
Can you wave me?
Hey you, don't help them to deny my card
Don't give in without a scarf.

Pay you, out here on my own
Sitting cross-legged by the phone
Would you pinch me?
Hey you, with your rear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Could you trade me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry my stow?
Open your hand, I need a loan.

But it was only hosiery.
The mall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how she tried,
She could not break free.
And the perms ate into her brain.

Hey you, standing in the load
always spending what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there behind the mall,
Drinking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no loans at all
Together we spend, divided we crawl.
[Click of TV being turned on]
"Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started"
"Isn't it unsafe to travel at night?"
"It'll be a lot less safe to stay here. You're banker's gunna pick up our trail before long"
"Can Luka ride?"
"Yeah, I can ride... Majorette, time to go! Majorette, thank you for everything"
"Goodbye Chenga"
"Goodbye miss ..."
"I'll be back"