We like to chat about the dresses we will wear tonight
We chew the fat about our 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,
We're all the same
It's just a game
We call it girl talk, girl talk

We all meow about the ups and downs of all our friends,
The who, the how, the why -- we dish the dirt, it never ends.
The weaker sex, the "speaker" sex you mortal males behold
But though we joke, we wouldn't trade you for a ton of gold.

It's all been planned,
So take my hand;
Please understand
The sweetest girl talk
Talks of you.

~~~ ♫♫♫ ~~~

It's all been planned,
So take my hand;
Please understand
The sweetest girl talk
Talks of you.

Yooooou.

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