Shopping Around

Mama never said that there'd be days like this How could she know, the way it would go? Mama wouldn't guess the kind of stress I'd find In these modern times, the mess in my mind Too many choices, all making noises The lines are getting blurred I'm hearing voices in my head That mama never heard I can't stop shopping around What am I looking for? I can't stop shopping around Wishing for something more Than I can put my finger on The good old days are gone How can a girl be sure and settle down When I can't stop I can't stop shopping around I come home at night and drink a glass of wine I party down with no one around I expected more and I expected less I never choose, so I never lose Give me a break I made a mistake A mistake, a mistake was made I'm getting older, I'm getting wiser But am I getting laid? --- Shopping Around - Amy Rigby