Precarious (Supermarket Song)

I was hanging out by the freezers
When I saw you sitting there
Getting bollocked by your supervisor
But you didn’t seem to care
And when it came time to check-out
You stood beside my til
I said “retail is the pits”
And then I scanned your anxiety pills

I’m gonna finish what I started
I’m gonna go to the supermarket
Straightening my tie
Plucking up the might
To ask you out on Saturday night

Walking you down the aisle
We took some cheap enjoyment
Lamenting neoliberal
Precarious employment
But this flutter in my chest
Keeps on getting scarier
I’m an unexpected item
In your bagging area

Oh oh, when you gonna, when you gonna
Oh oh, when you gonna get off work?

If there’s something you’re too shy to say
We can go somewhere more private
If you’re scared of what might happen
You won’t know until you try it
I’m a person, you’re a person
Nothing else is really certain
And the evening is still young
Let’s get out of here and have some fun

We fell in love in a supermarket