There's a wonderful world where all you desire   And everything you've longed for is at your fingertips   Where the bittersweet taste of life is at your lips   Where aisles and aisles of dreams await you   And the cool promise of ecstasy fills the air   At the end of each working day she's waiting there      I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket   As the evening sky turns blue   A dream awaits in aisle number two      With my shopping cart I move through the heart   Of a sea of fools so blissfully unaware   That they're in the presence of something wonderful and rare   The way she moves behind the counter   Beneath her white apron her secrets remain hers   As she bags the groceries, her eyes so bored   And sure she's unobserved      I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket   There's nothing I can say   Each night I take my groceries and   I drift away, and I drift away      With the guidance from the gods above   At night I pray for the strength to tell the one I love   I love, I love, I love her so   I take my place in the checkout line   For one moment her eyes meet mine   And I'm lifted up, lifted up, lifted up, lifted away      I'm in love with the queen of the supermarkets   Though a company cap covers her hair   Nothing can hide the beauty waiting there   The beauty waiting there      As I lift my groceries into my cart   I turn back for a moment and catch a smile   That blows this whole fucking place apart   I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket   I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket