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Grocery Graves Video (MV)




Performed By: Adrian Aardvark
Length: 2:54
Written by: Christopher Stott-Rigsbee
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Adrian Aardvark - Grocery Graves Lyrics




Busy digging graves or
Throwing groceries into bags
Still thinking about how soft your hands were
Well there's either soil under your nails
Or sticky juices and milk on your finger tips
Weather gets cold and our skin dries out
Loosing communication with your friends can be tough
But the money's flowing and the drinks are filling
But I'd rather be kissing your soft lips

Digging holes and making crypts
Planning outings and friendly trips
If you bag too many groceries that bag'll surely rip
And that fella won't give you another tip
That fella won't give you another tip

I can't wait for the summer time
We'll all go on one big road trip
Exchanging pictures of our adventures
Sure looks like good times are everywhere
Yeah I might not be next to you but at least
I am not somewhere under ground
We'll meet at an airport
Hug in unison with all those other reunions there

Digging holes and making crypts
Planning outings and friendly trips
If you bag too many groceries that bag'll surely rip
And that fella won't give you another tip, no
That fella won't give you another tip
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Busy digging graves or
Throwing groceries into bags
Still thinking about how soft your hands were
Well there's either soil under your nails
Or sticky juices and milk on your finger tips
Weather gets cold and our skin dries out
Loosing communication with your friends can be tough
But the money's flowing and the drinks are filling
But I'd rather be kissing your soft lips

Digging holes and making crypts
Planning outings and friendly trips
If you bag too many groceries that bag'll surely rip
And that fella won't give you another tip
That fella won't give you another tip

I can't wait for the summer time
We'll all go on one big road trip
Exchanging pictures of our adventures
Sure looks like good times are everywhere
Yeah I might not be next to you but at least
I am not somewhere under ground
We'll meet at an airport
Hug in unison with all those other reunions there

Digging holes and making crypts
Planning outings and friendly trips
If you bag too many groceries that bag'll surely rip
And that fella won't give you another tip, no
That fella won't give you another tip
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Writer: Christopher Stott-Rigsbee
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