Grocery Store Lyrics - American Middle Class - Angaleena Presley

standing in line at the grocery store 

it's February, as cold as it gets 

there's a little girl in front of me with no coat on 

her mama's buying tampons and cigarettes 

i try to catch her eye, give her a smile 

tell her it's gonna be okay, but it might take awhile 

chorus 

everybody's got something that they're searching for 

Tuesday night, standing in line at the grocery store 

the cashier seemed a little distracted 

he's staring off into space 

he's well-dressed and handsome 

fifty-something and he seems so out of place 

he looks like a football coach who just lost his way 

maybe he drinks too much, but who am i to say? 

chorus 

we all stare at the magazines 

movie stars and beauty queens 

everything that we're supposed to be 

times are hard right now 

but we all get by some how 

up and down the aisles of the American dream 

everybody's got something that their searching for 

everybody's got something that their searching for 

Tuesday night 

marching in time 

standing in line at the grocery store