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Heh, Sister

Heh, sister, let’s go out tonight

Let’s take hours getting pretty

We could dine at that fancy restaurant

Where our conversations can turn witty

We could visit with artistic types

There isn’t anything we can’t discuss

We’re two women of the world

Seat us anywhere, don’t make a fuss

Heh, sister, hurry, we’re running late

I hate to be a nagging pest

After all, we’re about to paint the town

And we’re wearing our Sunday best

Heh, sister, really where should we go

To have a toast and raise a cup

To each other, out on the town

Heh…let’s go someplace dress up!