The ladies who lunch together br Whisper of lost loves br And broken dreams br br The ladies who lunch together br Dream of lost whispers br And broken hearts br br Their dreams and their whispers br Separate into small dust drops that br Float up into the heavens br Where the outstretched tongues br Of the gods taste their bitter-sweetness br And shake the clouds with their laughter br br The ladies who lunch together br Yearn for the sweetness of young men br Not yet visitedbr br Sydnee Elliotbr br