Going Once - Ani DiFranco

Going once, going twice

Sold to the girl

Who ignored all the advice

Of all the people who knew better

She just stood there

On the front porch

Waiting for her will

To come and get her

She was packed

She had a suitcase

Full of noble intentions

She had a map packed

And a straight face

Hell bent on reinvention

And she was ready

For the lonely

She was in it for

It only

Going once, going twice

Down the road less taken

With her diary and her WD40

And her swiss army knife

And her beer

And there was always

Someone there to say

Why don’t you just stay

And hang your hat here

But she was packed

She had a suitcase

Full of bumbles and near misses

And she was swinging

Through a jungle

Of last calls and first kisses

And she was learning

About please

And huge humilities

Then one day she looked around here

And everything up till then was showing

And she wondered how did i get here

Without even knowing where i was going?

Now there’s no getting out of this

And there is no going back

And it all seems so odd sometimes

And the odds all seem stacked

Going once, going twice

Sold to the girl

Who ignored all the advice

Of all the people who knew better

She just stood there

On the front porch

Waiting for her will

To come and get her

She was packed

She had a suitcase

She had a map packed

And a straight face

She was ready

For the lonely

She was in it for

It only