i'm in love with the grocery store girl.

she doesn't even know i'm alive.

 it's twelve items or less or i don't get to see her.

so i buy my groceries one at a time.

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     this express lane love

      is killing me, yes indeed...

     this express lane love is killing me

      how can this be?

 

i'm in love with the grocery store girl

so i have spaghetti every night

didn't need that toilet plunger

but she checked me out so it's all right

 

   i long to hear the words "thank you, sir!"

   or "your total comes to such and such."

   i'd really love to ask her number.

   but i can't afford that much stuff...

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that so i'm in love with the grocery store girl

but she doesn't even know my name

i'd love to ask her out to dinner

we'd have lots to eat but not much to say..

 

 

words, music and arrangements by robb

spring 1995 

updated july 7th, 1999 with two extra verses.