Fingerprints on the window of the toy store display
Joey sees what he wants, but doesn't have words to say
It's round and it's red with no buttons at all
Day after Thanksgiving at the Middletown Mall

Anna's feet seem to be fixed to the spot
Where Pete said he'd meet her, he must have forgotten
She's right there in front of the Chick Fil-A stall
Day after Thanksgiving at the Middletown Mall

Paul's a young husband, he's just out of school
Came to shop for his wife but he's looking at tools
And he wonders if she'd like these drill bits at all
Day after Thanksgiving at the Middletown Mall

Olivia came to pick up a few things
Her youngest just moved out of town in the Spring
The meal seemed too big and the laughter too small
Day after Thanksgiving at the Middletown Mall

His real name is Spencer, but his friends call him Spence
The crowd's flowing by near his usual bench
And he stares at them like he's completely enthralled
Day after Thanksgiving at the Middletown Mall

The line's getting long where the Santa Claus sits
He's jolly and round and the suit almost fits
But he's not from the North Pole with that southern drawl
Day after Thanksgiving at the Middletown Mall

We gather our goodies, perfume and cologne
We're all here together, completely alone
The traffic outside has slowed down to a crawl
Day after Thanksgiving at the Middletown Mall