Copyright © 2026 https://suno.com/@mich_bergde Mike Berg All rights reserved. I had some fun at the grocery store, pushed my cart like never before. Racing fast down every aisle, knocking things down all the while. A couple grandmas jumped aside, cereal boxes took a ride. I was chaos on the floor — yeah, they won’t forget me anymore. Then I lined up at checkout four, two old ladies I could ignore. That’s when I saw her sitting there… and I just froze — those green eyes, that blond hair. She doesn’t have much to say, she just wants me to pay and go away, and wishes me a very nice day. She don’t look twice, she don’t care, but I’m standing there like a fool with a grocery stare. She’s the girl at checkout four, I come back again for more. Maybe I’m just one in line — but in my head, she’s mine. When she scans each little thing, beep by beep, my heart takes wing. Fingers dancing on the keys, while I’m shaking at my knees. I drop coins, I lose control, can’t remember what I stole— uh, I mean bought… yeah, that’s the deal, but I forget what’s even real. I see her from a mile away, rehearse the words I wanna say. But when I stand in front of her, my brain just goes “error… error…” She doesn’t have much to say, she just wants me to pay and go away, and wishes me a very nice day. She don’t notice, she don’t care, but I’m floating in the air, while she’s scanning unaware. She’s the girl at checkout four, I come back again for more. Maybe I’m just passing by — but she’s the reason why. Maybe someday she will see, there’s a little more to me. Not just bread and milk and cheese, not just awkward “thank you, please…” But till then I stand in line, every week at closing time. Buying stuff I don’t need anymore — just to see checkout four. She doesn’t have much to say, she just wants me to pay and go away, and wishes me a very nice day. Still I smile like I’ve won, like I’m someone special — though I’m just customer thirty-one. She’s the girl at checkout four, yeah, the one I can’t ignore. Call it crazy, call it poor — but I keep coming back for more. Yeah… checkout four… I’ll be back for more… just one thing… maybe two… guess I say nothing… like I always do… then I grab my bag and walk right through…
