OPEN She'll turn thirty-four this weekend She'll go out with her girlfriends And drink some margaritas Cut up and carry on OPEN There'll be guys and there'll be come ons She'll probably be hit on But she thinks all the good one are gone. OPEN 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 OPEN Everyday there's guys she works with and even some she flirts with But it seems like all the good ones are gone. Then her momma called this morning 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. You can't take the first man that comes along OPEN When she had someone who loved her Back when she was younger She wonders if she held out a little bit too long OPEN Back then there were so many And now there just aren't any Seems like all the good ones are gone go to chorus Ending: OPEN She'll turn thirty-four this weekend She'll go out with her girlfriends And drink some margaritas Cut up and carry on