[Intro] Down at Joey’s, where the freezer doors breathe cold, There’s a mop in Austin’s hand and a tale that’s getting old. [Verse 1] Joey rounds the corner with a carton doing flips, Yogurt on the floor and a trail of little drips. Ice cream by the cooler, cheese slid off the stack, Austin grabs the broom and says, “I’ll get right on that.” [Pre-Chorus] He’s got one clean bucket and a whole store to patrol, Joey makes a fresh mess before he’s halfway to the goal. [Chorus] Joey makes a mess, Austin’s on the sweep, Squeegee in the morning, mop another heap. Frozen dairy’s slippery, the clock won’t slow down, Austin cleans it up while Joey spins around. Hey, Joey—watch that tray! Austin’s still got half the aisle today! [Verse 2] A pint pops open like a dairy-store parade, Puddles by the freezer where the careful shoppers wade. Austin’s got a mop, a dustpan, and a list, He wipes one shiny spot—then there’s another on his wrist. [Pre-Chorus] The radio says lunch, but the floor says “not just yet,” Joey drops a stack of cream and Austin’s placing bets. [Chorus] Joey makes a mess, Austin’s on the sweep, Squeegee in the morning, mop another heap. Frozen dairy’s slippery, the clock won’t slow down, Austin cleans it up while Joey spins around. Hey, Joey—watch that tray! Austin’s still got half the aisle today! [Bridge] “Joey, hold that carton—keep it level, keep it tight.” “Sure thing, Austin!”—then it takes a little flight. Austin checks the clock; the clock just shakes its head. There’s a trail of melted sherbet where the milk crates should’ve been. [Final Chorus] Joey makes a mess, Austin’s on the sweep, Squeegee in the morning, mop another heap. Frozen dairy’s slippery, the clock won’t slow down, Austin cleans it up while Joey spins around. Hey, Joey—watch that tray! Austin’s still got half the aisle today! [Outro] At Joey’s, the floor might shine before the day is through— If Joey keeps his cartons upright, Austin might get through.
