Prompt: Americana, Country, Bluegrass, Melodic, Passionate, Lush, Rhythmic, Male vocalist, Anthemic, Uplifting, Pop, Playful, Male vocalist, Northern american music, Country, Regional music, Contemporary country, Country pop, Melodic, Introspective, Love, Longing, Passionate, Bittersweet
Lyrics
[verse] Oil for my boots, a whetstone for my spurs, Chapstick for my lips because the trail gets dry, Almost done with checkout when I see that alert, I fall to my knees and I can't help but cry... [chorus] Unexpected item in bagging area, Momma didn't raise her boy to do crime, Don't accuse me of smuggling product, Maybe just learn to expect it next time, Oh maybe just learn to expect it next time. [verse] Strawberry milk, no I'm not embarrassed, I'm a red-blooded American dude, Kumquats and Lysol and maybe a gel pen, If this blasted machine would just let me through... [chorus] Unexpected item in bagging area, Momma didn't raise her boy to do crime, Don't accuse me of smuggling product, Maybe just learn to expect it next time, Oh maybe just learn to expect it next time. [instrumental] [chorus] Unexpected item in bagging area, Momma didn't raise her boy to do crime, Don't accuse me of smuggling product, Maybe just learn to expect it next time, Oh maybe just learn to expect it next time. [spoken] Oh shoot, I must've forgotten to scan that.