We were three little girls from school.
One was pretty, one was smart
And one was a borderline fool.
Well she`s still good lookin`
That woman hadn`t slipped a bit.
The smart one used her head
She made her fortune.
And me, I cross the border every chance I get.
We were the girls of the 50`s.
Stoned rock and rollers in the 60`s.
And more than our names got changed
As the 70`s slipped on by.
Now we`re 80`s ladies.
There ain`t been much these ladies ain`t tried.
We`ve been educated.
We got liberated.
And had complicating matters with men.
Oh, we`ve said `I do`
And we`ve signed `I don`t`
And we`ve sworn we`d never do that again.
Oh, we burned our bras,
And we burned our dinners
And we burned our candles at both ends.
And we`ve had some children
Who look just like the way we did back then.
Oh, but we`re all grown up now.
All grown up,
But none of us could tell you quite how.
We were the girls of the 50`s.
Stoned rock and rollers in the 60`s.
Hunny, more than our names got changed,
As the 70`s slipped on by.
Now we`re 80`s ladies.
There ain`t been much these ladies ain`t tried.
A- my name is Alice.
I`m gonna marry Artie.
We`re gonna sell apples
And live in Arkansas.
B- my name is Betty.
I`m gonna marry Bobby.
We`re gonna sell beans
And live in Brazil.