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?