She'll turn thirty four
this weekend
She'll go out
with her girlfriends
They'll drink some margaritas
Cut up and carry on
There'll be guys
and there'll be come ons
She'll probably get hit on
But she thinks all
the good ones are gone
She's got friends
down at the office
And she can't help but notice
That when the day is over
how they all hurry home
Every day there's
guys she works with
And even some she flirts with
But it seems like
all the good ones are gone
And her mama
called this mornin'
Said I'm worried
about my baby
I wish you had
a family of your own
She said mom
it's not that easy
You make it sound so simple
She can't take the first man
that comes along
Once she had
someone who loved her
Back when she was younger
Now she wonders if she
held out a little bit too long
Back then there were so many
But now there just aren't any
It seems like all
the good ones are gone
And her mama
called this mornin'
Said I'm worried
about my baby
I wish you had
a family of your own
She said mom
it's not that easy
You make it sound so simple
She can't take the first man
that comes along
She'll turn thirty four
this weekend
She'll go out
with her girlfriends
And drink some margaritas
Cut up and carry on