That tune, a little parody I heard years ago:
I met my love in a grocery shop
selling onions and pickles and bottles of pop,
she asked me to try her asparagus tips
and I fell for the sight of her ruby red lips...
Green Stamps were all she gave
and Green Stamps were all I took;
Green Stamps were all I saved
and I stuck them all in to my Green Stamp book.
I get that. Now I feel old. ;^)