At the dolls’ tea party we fritter away
The long afternoon of a long summer day
With extended pinkies and pink cloisonné
Cups and saucers and pots and a Liberty tray
That’s why we take our tea
At the dolls’ tea party
At the dolls’ tea party we twitter along
We prattle and tattle on who’s done whom wrong
On who’s in, who’s out, and who’s the best at mah-jongg
Oh, and where to buy fabulous things for a song
That’s why we take our tea
At the dolls’ tea party
But the cakes! Ah, the cakes are why everyone’s there.
They’re not diatetic in any way, dare
To try one and you’ll have a few pounds to spare
Try another one. What do you care?
At the dolls’ we’re all in our glittering best
There will be a test on who’s best and worst dressed
But we won’t have it said we’re fashion-obsessed
We’re just prettier ladies than most of the rest
That’s why we take our tea
At the dolls’ tea party.
