Girl Talk

They like to chat about the dresses they will wear

tonight

They chew the fat about their tresses and the neighbor's

fight,

Inconsequential things that men don't really care to know

Become essential things that women find so ap-pro-pos,

But that's a dame, they're all the same it's just a game

they call it

Girl talk, girl talk

They all meow about the ups and downs of all their

friends,

The who, the how, the why, they dish the dirt, it never

ends.

The weaker sex, the "speaker" sex we mortal males behold

But though we joke, we wouldn't trade you for a ton of

gold.

So baby stay and gab away, but hear me say that after

Girl talk, talk to me.

So baby stay, and gab away, but hear me say

That after girl talk, talk to me.

It's all been planned, so take my hand; please understand

The sweetest girl talk talks of me.