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The Laideis Who Retch lyrics
Talk: I d Like To Purpose a Toast.
(Sing)
Here s To The Ladies Who Lunch,
Everybody laugh.
Lounging in their caftans & planning
a brunch, on their own behalf.
Off to the gym,
Then to a fitting, claiming they re fat.
And looking grim, cause they ve been sitting,
Choosing a hat.
Talk: Does Anyone still wear a hat?
Ill drink to that.
And here s to the girls who stay smart,
Aren t they a gas?
Rushing to their classes in optical art,
Wishing it would pass.
Another long, exhausting day.
Another thousand dollars!
A matinee, a Pinter play!
Perhaps a piece, of Mahler s!
I ll drink to that!
And one for Mahler...
Here s to the Girl who just watch,
Aren t they the best?
When they get depressed it s a bottle of scotch,
Plus a little jest.
Another chance to disaprove,
Another brilliant zinger.
Another reason not to move,
Another vodka stinger.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!
I ll Drink to that.
So heres to the girls on the go.
Everybody tries.
Look into their eyes & you ll see what they know.
Everybody dies.
A toast to that invincable bunch.
The dinasour surving the crunch.
Lets hear it for the ladies who lunch,
Everbody rise!
Rise!
Rise!
Rise!
Rise!
Rise!
Rise!
Rise!
Rise!
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