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Sondheim! The Birthday Concert 2010
Patti LuPone - Ladies Who Lunch Lyrics
"Ladies Who Lunch" is a song from Company the Musical performed by Patti LuPone.
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.
And 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!
And 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.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!
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!
Rise!
Read more: Sondheim The Birthday Concert Lyrics
Ladies Who Lunch lyrics Patti LuPone song lyrics
The songs is written by Stephen Sondheim
America
Something's Coming
We're Gonna Be Alright
Don't Laugh
Johanna
You're Gonna Love Tomorrow/Love Will See Us Through
Too Many Mornings
The Road You Didn't Take
It Takes Two
Growing Up
Finishing the Hat
Move On
Pretty Women
A Little Priest
So Many People
Beautiful Girls
Ladies Who Lunch
Losing My Mind
The Glamorous Life
Could I Leave You?
Not a Day Goes By
I'm Still Here
Sunday
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