The Ladies Who Lunch Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[C]Now, here's to [Gsus4]the
[G]ladies [C]now.
Forget about [Bb]the
Milords.
[C]This is only for the[Gm] ladies.
[Am]Chateau
Duhart,
[C]Milan, [Gm]1994.
[Dm]Wow, [Gm]that [C]is an expensive
[Bb]bottle.[C][Gm]
[C]Here's to the ladies who [Dm]lunch,
every[G]body [C]laugh.
[Gm]Lounging in [G]their caf[C]tans and planning
a brunch [Gm]on their ow[Em]n behalf.
[A]Off [Dm]to t[Am]he gym, then t[D]o a fa[Am]ding,
claiming they're [Eaug]fat
[D]And [Gsus4]looking grim,[Dm] cause the[A]y've been shading,[Dm]
choosing [G]a h[Db]at[Abm]
[G]Does [C]anyone in [Gm]this [C]join[Dm]t
still wear [C]a h[Dm]at?[C]
I drink [Bb]to that, o[Gm]ver there I [Em]see a [Am]hat,
[C]a nice h[Bb]at[Gm]
Here's [C]to the girls who stay smart,
[Gm]aren't they [Dm]a ga[C]s?[Csus4]
[Gm]Rushing to [C]their classes in optical art,
[G]wishing it would [Asus4]pass.[Em][A]
Another [Am]long exhausting day,
another thousand dollars,
[D]A m[Gsus4]atinee, a pr[Dm]int, a play, perh[A]aps a [Dm]piece of my life,[Baug]
[C]dri[Bb]nk to[Gm] that, and[Dm][C][Dm][Bb][Gm]
one for
[C]Mama, [Bb]an d[Gm] one for [C]me.
[Csus4][Bb][Gm]
[G]Here's [C]to the girls who pla[Bb]y wife,
[Gm]aren't they too [C]much?
Keep[Gm]ing house but [C]clutching a copy
[Dm]of life [Gm]just to [G]keep him [A]down
The ones [D]who fol[A]low the [Em]rules and[A]
meet themselves at [Em]the schools
Too [A]busy to know that their
foods are at their [Ab]jam
[Eb]I dr[Ebm]ink to[Absus4] them[Eb]
Let's [Absus4]all drink [Dbsus4]to
[Abm]That's [Abdim]all,[Db]
[Dm]that's all a drink to [A]them[Dm][C][Dm][Bb][Csus4]
[Bb]And one [C]for me[Csus4][Gm][Csus4]
[C]Yes to the girls who [Bb]just watch[Csus4]
[Bb]Aren't [Gm]they [C]the best?[Csus4]
[Gm]When they get depressed
[C]It's a bottle of [Bb]scotch
Plus [Dm]a lit[A]tle je[Asus4]st[Em][A]
An[Am]other chance to disapprove
Another brilliant [C]tinker
An[F]other [Dm]reason [G]not [Dm]to move
Another [F]vodka [Fdim]shinger[G][Cbaug][C]
[Bb]I dr[Gm]ink t[G]o t[Em]hat[C]
[Csus4]Let's all[C] drink [G]to[C]
[Csus4]Let's all[C] dr[G]ink to that[C][Dm][C][Dm]
[Bb][C][Dm][Gm][Dm][Bb][Dm]
[Bb][C][Dm][C][Bb]
[C][Bb][C][Dm][Bb]
[C][Csus4][C][Gm][Bb]
[Dm]Here's [C]to the girls on the [Gm]go,
[Bb]ever[Gm]ybody trie[Dm]s[C][Csus4]
[Bb]Looking [Gm]through their eye[C]s and
you'll see what [Csus4]they know
[Gm]Everybody [Asus4]dies[Em][A]
Toast [Dm]to that [Am]invincible punch
[Eaug]The dino[Am]saur[A] survivin[C]g the crunch
Now [G]here's to [Dm]the
ladies who lunch
Everybody [C]rise
[Gm]Every[G]body [Em]rise[C]
[Gm]Everybody [C]rise
Every[Gm]body [Em]die[Gm][C]
[Cbaug][Cm]
[Cbaug][Bbsus4][Eb][Ab][Cbaug]
Every[Eb]body rise,
it's yours my friend.
Let's talk about the moon over the
Café
Carlisle.
The moon always had been a symbol and a
theme to so many writers and composers.
A theme of love and romance.
Also a theme of craziness, addiction,
and all of that.
So many songs
have been written about the moon.
Ah, which ones did I choose?
The moon dance,
Ren
Morrison.
Moon over
Bourbon
Street,
Sting.
The grapefruit moon,
Tom
Waits.
The moon at the window,
Joni
Mitchell, and all those lovely,
sarcastic moons written
by
Bertolt
Brecht and
Kurt
Weill.
You know, the moon, after all,
is involved.
Right now he thinks he's in
Spain, in the city right there in the north,
and he sees
this new museum built
somewhere in the last century.
It's not so new anymore.
Lots of aluminum, lots of reflection.
Ooh, the moon is slightly confused to
see his brother right down there in this little
Spanish city.
That looks like me.
So he looks through
the glass roof of the
Palhaus in that city
and he sees the old pianist
Joe playing in that pub.
Joe is so old, he's older than the moon,
he's already in his next life
and he knows all those
beautiful melodies about the moon.
Ach,
Joe, play me one more time the
song from those old, old, old days.