Pretty women, fascinating Sipping coffee, dancing Pretty women are a wonder Pretty women sitting in the window Standing on the stair Something in them cheers the air Pretty women, silhouetted Stay within you Glancing, stay forever Breathing lightly Pretty women, pretty women Blowing out their candles Combing out their hair Even when they leave They still are there They're there Sipping coffee 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 I'll drink to that 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 singer Another reason not to move Another vodka stinger I'll drink to that 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 pretty women Fascinating how they make a man sing 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 dinosaur surviving the crunch Let's hear it for the ladies who lunch Everybody rise Pretty women at their mirrors In their gardens on committees Telephoning, window-shopping, table-hopping Pretty women giving parties, never stopping Gossip-swapping, capsule-popping Everybody rise Pretty women rise