I came in for bread Now I’m stuck instead In the chip aisle glow Where all self-control lets go Sea salt, sour cream Kettle-cooked supreme Dill pickle, pizza too... Wait... Jalapeño cotton candy?! I'm staring too long My cart rolls along I came for just one Now I think I need 'em all Too many chips, too many chips My little brain flips, flips, flips Too many chips, too many chips Nobody can choose just one Too many chips, too many chips I do the math and lose my grip Too many chips, too many chips I might need chips to decide Barbecue winks from the shelf Pretzel sticks keep to themselves The ruffled ones look rich and proud The thin ones crunch extra loud Sour dill all dressed in green Chili lime steals the scene I hold one bag, then change my mind Then circle back and grab nine! I'm not built for this Snack-food wilderness I'm frozen in place With a puzzled face Too many chips, too many chips My little brain flips, flips, flips Too many chips, too many chips Nobody can choose just one Too many chips, too many chips I do the math and lose my grip Too many chips, too many chips I might need chips to decide As more shoppers walk by I fake a confident sigh I step back to take it all in That's when the trouble begins Then I grab one, then three More people stare at me The whole aisle knows I'm just one of those Too many chips, too many chips My little brain flips, flips, flips Too many chips, too many chips Nobody can choose just one Too many chips, too many chips I do the math and lose my grip Too many chips, too many chips Okay fine... I bought them all "Wait... what did I come here for?"
