Testi Soundtracks :: C

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



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.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

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!