| They like to chat about the dresses they will wear tonight
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| They chew the fat about their tresses and the neighbor’s fight;
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| Inconsequential things that men don’t really care to know
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| Become essential things that women find so apropos
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| But that’s a dame, they’re all the same it’s just a game they call it
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| Girl talk, girl talk
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| They all meow about the ups and downs of all their friends
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| The who, the how, the why -- they dish the dirt, it never ends
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| The weaker sex, the «speaker» sex we mortal males behold
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| But though we joke, we wouldn’t trade you for a ton of gold
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| So baby stay and gab away, but hear me say that after
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| Girl talk, talk to me
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| So baby stay, and gab away, but hear me say
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| That after girl talk, talk to me
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| But that’s a dame, they’re all the same it’s just a game they call it
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| Girl talk, girl talk
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| So baby stay, and gab away, but hear me say
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| That after girl talk, talk to me
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| It’s all been planned, so take my hand; |
| please understand
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| The sweetest girl talk talks of me |