Wrong Milk Blues (Too Many Choices)

Oh, yo!
She handed me a sticky note, it said a single word,
It looked so simple on the page, guess I just inferred.
"Buy some milk," it said, written in her blue pen,
Thought I’d be in and out by quarter after ten.

I got the wrong milk blues, I'm drowning in the choice,
Looking for a cow, but I can't hear a single voice.
Is it from a nut, is it from a bean?
Is it from a goat that is looking lean?
I got the wrong milk blues,
Yeah, the wrong milk blues.

I walked up to the dairy case, prepared to grab a jug,
Felt that confident swagger, yeah, I felt a little smug.
But then I paused in my tracks, my jaw began to drop,
Fifty-seven colors glimmered from the bottom to the top.

I got the wrong milk blues, I'm drowning in the choice,
Looking for a cow, but I can't hear a single voice.
Is it from a nut, is it from a bean?
Is it from a goat that is looking lean?
I got the wrong milk blues,
Yeah, the wrong milk blues.

There's almond, cashew, and even macadamia too,
Something made of hazelnuts and something made of moo.
Fat-free, one percent, whole and double rich,
Choosing what to get is turning into quite a glitch.

I got the wrong milk blues, I’m drowning in the choice,
Looking for a cow, but I can't hear a single voice.
Is it from a nut, is it from a bean?
Is it from a goat that is looking lean?
I got the wrong milk blues,
Yeah, the wrong milk blues.

A label for oats, and juice from twinned ole's,
If I try to milk a grain, will I look like a goose?
Lactose-free with extra calcium, panic rising up,
I need a little chill pill, feeling like I’m stuck.

Grabbed a bottle with a cap that was a shade of red,
That’s whole milk, cried a lady who was standing ahead.
“You want the blue cap if you want the 2%,”
Where's my sanity? Common sense? Where'd it all went?

I got the wrong milk blues, I'm drowning in the choice,
Looking for a cow, but I can't hear a single voice.
Is it from a nut, is it from a bean?
Is it from a goat that is looking lean?
I got the wrong milk blues,
Yeah, the wrong milk blues.

Text my wife a picture, I say, "Which one is right?"
She doesn't answer quickly, I'll be here all night.
Expiration dates are looming, judging every move,
Stuck inside a rut, yeah, I’m stuck inside a groove.

I got the wrong milk blues, I’m drowning in the choice,
Looking for a cow, but I can't hear a single voice.
Is it from a nut, is it from a bean?
Is it from a goat that is looking lean?
I got the wrong milk blues,
Yeah, the wrong milk blues.

Whatever happened to the cow, where’s the bull by now?
They replaced her with a soybean pod, it's frankly just a little odd.
I missed the days of glass bottles sitting by my door,
I don’t think I can handle this grocery store no more!