I Went To the Store One Day

We met in a parking lot
I was buying coffee and cigarettes
Firewood and bad wine long since gone
But I'm still drunk and hot
Wide awake and breathing hardAnd now in just one year's time
I've become jealous, rail-thin, prone to paranoia when I'm stoned
If this isn't true love someone ought to put me in a homeSay, do you wanna get married?
And put an end to our endless, progressive tendency to scorn
Provincial concepts like your dowry and your Daddy's farmFor love to find us of all people
I never thought it'd be so simpleLet's buy a plantation house
And let the yard grow wild until we don't need the signs that say, "KEEP OUT"
I've got some money left and it's cheaper in the southI need someone I can trust
To protect me from our seven daughters when my body says, "enough"
Don't let me die in a hospital
I'll save the Big One for the last time we make love[Insert here:
A sentiment re: Our Golden Years]All 'cause I went to the store one day"I've seen you around
What's your name?"