Lyrics
Well you're hangin' out staring at the TV screen You got an itchin' in your fingers now what could that mean You're sittin' in the middle of a room full of stuff But you still see the floor so there ain't quite enough So you grab your keys and you head for the car You drive down Cutter but you pass by the bar Well you ain't got a penny but it ain't too hard To pull out the Boss-a-matic credit card You ain't saving stamps and you ain't savin' whales You savin' lots of money because you shop Bossdales You pull in the lot and you wave to the cop You head on in, you're going to shop 'til ya drop Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop Whatcha going' to do Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop ... But there's hats and gloves and shoes and socks Skirts and shirts and building blocks Got cots, got pets, got backyard shelters Cigarette lighters and hamburger helpers Get a washer, get a dryer, get a new refrigerator Get a copier machine with a page collator There's rope and soap and spoons and forks Lawn chairs, spoons, balloons and corks Chocolates, pop and red lipsticks Weed whips, paint and trail mix Stereos, oreos and tubes of cheese TVs, CDs and DVDs Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop ... May I help you Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop ... Cash or credit? Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop ... Attention Bossdale shoppers, it's the Green Light special Now in housewares featuring throw rugs, table lamps, lazy chairs, ammunition, calendars, soft pillows Electronic milking machines, carpet remnants, fireworks, video games, pornography Panty hose, kayaks, bats and bricks Rings and springs and hockey sticks Everywhere you look there's a new kind of thing You stop and do lunch at the Burger King Now you're stopping, now you're thinking what you might have forgot 'Til you find yourself lost in the parking lot You got so much stuff with your hard earned bucks You couldn't fit it all in a flatbed truck You've been A to Z but you still don't stop Can't be done, you were born to shop Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop ... Find a bargain Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop ... Well you take it all home and you call it mine But you can't pay it off 'til you're ninety nine You're set so well that you couldn't be weller It all ends up in the attic and the cellar You'll think about it later but you don't know when Come next Saturday and you're doin' it again Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop ... Sing it Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop ... Lengthy instrumental Chorus: Shop 'til you drop, born to shop, shop 'til you drop ... Abruptly ends
Theresa's comments
Rockthrow did a song called "Shop 'Til You Drop" to which Kevin rapped (not made up on the spot but he made it flow spontaneously in a crazy way) and then we had a chorus. The end had a really wild long keyboard part that Kevin wrote years back, long before he decided to put it on a CD. In the recording studio, he brought a cassette tape to Ben, our recording wizard, from which Ben took the keyboard part and put it into the song. Kevin was apparently a bit drunk when he recorded it, way back when, so Ben had to take a small chunk out where Kevin got lost.
When we played the song live, I had to recreate the keyboard part, which was no easy task. I still have the piece of paper (see below) with the music I wrote after listening to the song over and over. It's a long piece so when the keyboard solo finally stops and we quickly jump back into to the chorus, the audience is always kind of surprised.
