Down the Aisle
Style: Motown ballad

[Verse 1]
Peas sliding down against the wire
Cold tins stacked up higher and higher
I reach past you for the soup
You smile like you were the one I'd require

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing here is dressed up fine
No candlelight, no perfect line
Just you, right here, pulling me closer

[Chorus]
Carter, you make plain things shine
Every ordinary hour feels like mine
Nobody else could turn a Tuesday golden
Carter, I keep choosing you, one more time

[Verse 2]
You laugh at how I read the labels
Slow down every cart that's able
We block the whole frozen aisle
And I don't care, not even a fable

[Bridge]
Some folks wait for grand and rare
I found mine in fluorescent glare
You caught my eye by the tinned tomatoes
And I knew right there

[Chorus]
Carter, you make plain things shine
Every ordinary hour feels like mine
Nobody else could turn a Tuesday golden
Carter, I keep choosing you, one more time

[Outro]
Peas still sliding down the wire
You're still the thing I most desire

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