[Verse 1: Male]
Told 'em aisle three, clear as the day,
Still wander back, lost in the fray.
Hands in the air, I'm your GPS,
But I’m not Siri, this ain’t no test.
[Verse 1: Female]
I said, "look down," floors ain’t that deep,
The item’s right there, no need to weep.
But nah, they pacing, doing the shuffle,
Blindfold vibes, it’s a customer hustle.
[Prechorus: Both]
"Where it at?" They ask again,
Got me counting to ten.
Patience thin, my smile’s a mask,
Do I need to teach a class?
[Chorus: Both]
Blindfold shuffle, can’t you see?
Aisle three, aisle three, aisle three!
Look down, it’s right by your knee,
Blindfold shuffle, set you free.
[Verse 2: Male]
They scanning shelves like it’s hide-and-seek,
I’m over here, tryin’ not to freak.
"Excuse me, sir," they holler loud,
It’s a scavenger hunt, I’m lost in the crowd.
[Verse 2: Female]
Lady with the cart, spinning in place,
Looking like she’s solving a NASA case.
"Ma’am, it’s here!" She stares in doubt,
I point again, then she figures it out.