Shopping Around

If you wanna know why I've a roving eye
When another cute guy passes there,
I just wanna try before I buy
The bargains and husbands ready-to-wear.
'Cause a man isn't like an expensive sweater
Or department-store dress on the rack.
If you pick him up and take him home, and then find something better,
Nobody, but nobody, will take him back.
So

I'm shopping around,
Just looking,
Where men are concerned,
I'm just shopping around.
A girl must compare
Men for wear and for tear
Before she buys.
If she wants the best,
Then she just has to test
All kinds of merchandise.
So while I'm still young,
I'm testing,
Don't wanna get stung,
No, sir, not little me.
There's no guarantee
On a bridegroom-to-be,
So if you want the best to be found,
You gotta keep shopping,
Leisurely shopping,
Not buying,
Just shopping around.

You don't buy the first pair of shoes from the clerk,
You don't buy perfume till you spray it.
You don't buy a clock till you're sure it will work,
You don't buy a piano till you play it.
A new vacuum cleaner may be a sensation,
But ladies, always get a free trial demonstration.

So while there's a chance,
I'm sampling,
I'm taking romance
In the smorgasbord way.
From the last organ note,
Love is all table d'hote,
So you must choose the best to be found.
That's why I keep shopping,
Leisurely shopping,
Not buying,
Just shopping around.



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Writer(s): Harold Rome
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