I'm just going to the store, to the store I'm just going to the store You might not see me any more, any more I'm just going to the store You're all out of cigarettes I'm all out of love, my dear Papa had a love he's told That whistles lately in my ear Skipping out on cobblestones Our fallen dreams are from go Wishing I could walk right by The light is on my hair and so I'm just going to the store, to the store I'm just going to the store You might not see me any more, any more I'm just going to the store I'm just going to the store, to the store I'm just going to the store You might not see me any more, any more I'm just going to the store Store... You can get everything At the store You can get everything and me