They like to chat about the dresses they will wear tonight They chew the fat about their tresses and the neighbours' fight Inconsequential things that men don't really care to know Become essential things that women find so apropos But that's a dame They're all the same It's just a game They call it girl talk, girl talk They all me-ouw about the ups and downs of all their friends The who, the how, the why, they dish the dirt, it never ends The weaker sex, the speaker sex, we mortal males behold But though we joke, we wouldn't trade you for a ton of gold So baby stay, and gab away But hear me say That after girl talk Talk to me But that's a dame They're all the same It's just a game They call it girl talk, girl talk So baby stay, and gab away But hear me say That after girl talk Talk to me