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 stay smart-
Aren't they a gas?
Rushing to their classes on 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 girls who play wife-
Aren't they too much?
Keeping house, but clutching a copy of LIFE
Just to keep in touch
The ones who follow the rules
And meet themselves at the schools
Too busy to know that they're fools
Aren't they a gem?
I'll drink to them
Let's all drink to them!
And here'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
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
