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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 |
