Peanut Butter Conspiracy — текст песни (Jimmy Buffett)

By: jimmy buffett

1973

Lookin back at my hard luck days

I really do have to laugh

Workin in a dive for twenty six dollars

Spendin it all on grass

We were hungry hard-luck heroes

Tryin just to stay alive

Wed go down to the corner grocery

This is how wed survive



Chorus:

Whos gonna steal the peanut butter

Ill get the can of sardines

Runnin up and down the aisle of the mini mart

Stickin food in our jeans

We never took more than we could eat

There was plenty left on the rack

We all swore if we ever got rich

We would pay the mini mart back

Yes sir! yes sir!

We would pay the mini mart back



It was a two man operation

Had it all down on a note

Ricky would watch that big round mirror

And Id fill up my coat

Then wed head for the check-out aisle

With a lemon and a bottle of beer

Into the car, got to make it on home

Suppertimes getting near



Chorus:

So whos gonna steal the peanut butter

Ill get the can of sardines

Runnin up and down the aisle of the mini mart

Stickin food in our jeans

Never took more than we could eat

There was plenty left on the rack

We all swore if we ever got rich

We would pay the mini mart back

Yes sir! yes sir!

We would pay the mini mart back



I guess every good picker has had some hard times

I sure had my share

Its really kinda funny to laugh at em now

But I dont want to go back there

So every now and then when Im in the grocery

Ill take a little but not much

cause you never know when those hard timesll hitcha

And I dont want to lose my touch



Chorus:

So whos gonna steal the peanut butter

Ill get the can of sardines

Runnin up and down the aisle of the mini mart

Stickin food in our jeans

We never took more than we could eat

There was plenty left on the rack

We all swore if we ever got rich

We would pay the mini mart back

Yes sir! yes sir!

We would pay the mini mart back

Yes sir, yes sir

We would pay the mini mart back