[Marty, spoken]
This goes out to a young lady currently restocking feminine products. It's called "Cleanup on Aisle 4." Not an actual clean up, Rick
[Marty]
Clean up my heart on aisle four
'Cause that's where it lays in a heap of green olives from the olive bar
'Cause I'm the pimento to your olive
I wanna be inside of you
But instead my heart is on the floor
Being crushed like the garlic we sell by the door