[Verse 1: Shirley Simms] I know of a groovy place Where every girl of every race Age, and bra size, and IQ Goes when she feels broke or blue It's a place more women stay Than the YWCA Go there once, you get the key So every girl's been there but me [Chorus 1] Where's a minx get minks to wear? Why, my husband's pied-a-terre In two drinks, you think she'll care That's my husband's pied-a-terre Every alley cat in town Knows my husband's flat in town [Chorus 2] Better get your derriere To my husband's pied-a-terre Love is in the very air Of my husband's pied-a-terre I understand the latest fad Is my husband's bachelor pad [Chorus 3] All the cla**es mingle there At my husband's pied-a-terre There is not one single chair In my husband's pied-a-terre When I find this loony bin I am going to do him in