Sisters, I'm troubled and I wear a frown.
My burdens are heavy. They weigh me down.
Let me tell you.
Shall I tell you
Sisters, I am weary, and my heart is sore.
I just can't find what I am looking for,
Though I've been shopping
Really shopping
Oh, so I say please,
I'm on my knees.
Please won't you join in my song.
I'm heartsick. I'm sobbing.
My bunions won't stop throbbing,
Cause I've been shopping, really shopping all day long.
Oh sisters, listen. I feel I have to speak.
I brought a salt and pepper set the other week
In Wedgwood china
For my lounge diner.
I took it home and I got seven shocks
When I saw the label on that box.
Not made in Britain,
No, no, it was not British made.
So I said hey,
I will not pay
For nothing coming from Hong Kong.
I said, you blew it.
Now do it.
Take back that shoddy cruet,
So I can keep shopping, keep on shopping all day long.
Oh sisters, let me tell you, I was in a mess
Looking for an inexpensive cocktail dress.
It isn't easy
But, Lord knows, you have to try.
Found one in polyester, not too dear,
But the changing rooms have altered since I was here.
It's all communal,
Like a nude tribunal.
It makes you cry,
Yes cry.
But I said no,
I will not go.
Stood in the middle of that staring throng,
What did I feel? I felt podgy. I felt pimply.
I felt my bottom was all dimply,
But I won't stop shopping. I'll keep shopping all day long.
I'll tell you, sisters, and I'll tell you true.
You can't get uplift bras in turquoise blue.
Ain't it a shame,
A crying shame?
Well now I have walked the length and breadth of every floor,
And there isn't one beige candlewick pedestal mat in this whole
darn store,
And I've been looking,
Really looking all darn day.
So I say, why?
I wanna die,
And we're gonna stand up straight and groan.
You may be feeling
That feeling.
But with a cup of strong Darjeeling.
We feel like shopping, and we'll go shopping all day long,
Yes all day long,
Keep on shopping, keep right on shopping, all day long,
