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Register 5


It’s all the same
Only the prices change
Every day falafel’s wasting away
I know the place
Where the grapes of wrath are sold
I squeeze all night
When the bread is old

Chorus: ‘Cause I’m a bag boy
On a shopping cart I ride
And I’m wanted
At Register 5

Sometimes I sweep
Sometimes I stock for days
In dairy or in meats
You know I go both ways
Sometimes I’m hella late
And I blame it on my mom
But if the truth be told
I was growing hair on my palm

Chorus

I stock these aisles
A loaded price gun at my side
I give myself the creeps
I’m sacking fudge with pride
I’m going nowhere
But I’m standing tall
I’ve seen a million cleanups
And I’ve mopped them all

Chorus

Adapted from the Bon Jovi song by Craig Smith and John Brocato 1989-1996

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