"grocery store runs" lyrics

Moving out of the city's probably the hardest thing we've ever done
Traded mid day margaritas for grocery store runs
And we gotta admit babe its that its nice being on our own for once
Cause we're sitting in the backyard with the dog running
Thinking they might have been on to something

Cause I can still smell the beach on you
Whenever we get home
Cause we're going out up the street
But we're taking it to go
And there's something bout the way the TVs on
That makes us feel less alone
Its your job to put the flowers on the table
But its mine to make them grow

Telling you forevers probably the smartest thing I've ever done
Traded subways for the high ways and the car parked out front
And we have to admit, babe, that's its just gotta be more than good luck
Cause we're half way going out east baby back seat
Thinking they might have been on to something

Cause I can still smell the beach on you
Whenever we get home
Cause we're going out up the street
But we're taking it to go
And there's something bout the way the TVs on
That makes us feel less alone
Its your job to put the flowers on the table
But its mine to make them grow...