There was cheese, cheese
Walking on its knees
In the store, in the store
There was cheese, cheese
Walking on its knees
In the corner grocery store
My eyes are dim, I cannot see
I have not brought my specs with me
I have not brought my specs with me
There were plums, plums
Twiddling their thumbs
In the store, in the store
There were plums, plums
Twiddling their thumbs
In the corner grocery store
My eyes are dim, I cannot see
I have not brought my specs with me
I have not brought my specs with me
There was corn, corn
Blowing on a horn
In the store, in the store
And there were beans, beans
Trying on some jeans
In the store, in the store
There were beans, beans
Trying on some jeans
In the corner grocery store
My eyes are dim, I cannot see
I have not brought my specs with me
I have not brought my specs with me
There was more, more
Just inside the door
In the store, in the store
There was more, much more
Just inside the door
In the corner grocery store
Writer(s): Raffi Cavoukian, Kenneth Whiteley, Debi Pike, Traditional (pd)
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