Aisle B

My girlfriend got sick
 And she needed a few things
 But she couldn't get out of her bed
 So she wrote me a list
 She sent me to the drugstore
 I went up to the sales girl and said
 "Tell me... where are the tampons and
 Tell me, how to heal canker sores
 Sell me what you take with a cramp on
 'cause if she don't stop whining
 She won't need no tampons no more..."
 She said
 "Aisle b
 That's where you'll find them
 Aisle b
 Near the feminine sprays"
 Aisle b
 Where they'd carefully aligned them
 To make damn well sure
 I'd be shopping for tampons for days...
 So I picked up a basket, and went down and found her
 Anything she could squirt or insert or inject
 And when I was done
 I brought them up to the counter
 Where each item I bought was price-checked
 Hair pluckers, zit suckers, unstuckers for stomach unease
 Inner incense for a scent like a warm country breeze...
 I later discovered the whole thing was a setup
 They taped me from beginning to end
 I shoulda known better,
 This chick hasn't let up since she found out I did her best friend
 I packed up my things
 With my ego eroded
 I went back to live with my mom
 If you don't believe me
 The mpeg's uploaded at "Guys Buying Tampons dot com"
 Aisle b the dreams aren't stopping
 Aisle b, never again
 Aisle b, girls, do your own shopping
 Unless you are trying to make a mess of your men...