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I'd like to propose a toast Here's to the ladies who lunch Everybody laugh Lounging in their caftans And 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 Does anyone still wear a hat? I'll drink to that Here's to the girls who play 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 Letras de cancionesHere's to the girls 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 disapprove Another brilliant zinger Another reason not to move Another vodka stinger Aah! I'll drink to that So, here's to the girls on the go Everybody tries Look into their eyes And you'll see what they know Everybody dies A toast to that invincible bunch The dinosaurs surviving the crunch. Let's hear it for the ladies who lunch Everybody rise Rise, rise, rise, rise, rise, rise, rise, rise From Letras Mania