Women Are Ridiculous

I wear my little dress
I stick to the black
Sometimes I like yelow
Green can make me great

Red is all forgotten
Only lips and cheeks
Now I am brunette
Tomorrow Irish glory!

I love women's mind
It's all blast, it's fun
Women are ridiculous
Also very smart

They reed horoscopes
Cry over cigarettes
They believe in magazines
In solarium-they're free!

They wear high heels, shoes
Ev'rything that shines
They are like grandmothers,
Daughters, disco lights!
They cry over men
They are sure in that
When it comes to hate
For hate it's never late

They can't stand each other
But they act best friends
It's so strange, so strange
No one can't explain

Oh, I love their minds!
Without it I'd feel empty
There's no greater absurd
When it comes to granny