Who’s That Woman?

Who's that woman? Oh, I know her well All decked out Head to toe She lives life Like a carousel Beau after beau After beau Nightly, daily Always laughing gaily Seems I see her Everywhere I go Oh Who's that woman? I know I know that woman So clever But ever so sad Love She said, was a fad The kind of love that she couldn't make fun of She'd have none of Who's that woman? That cheery, weary woman Who's dressing For yet one more spree? Each day I see her pass In my looking-glass Lord, Lord, Lord That woman is me! Ok, ladies, remember Look into your mirrors now Mirror, mirror On the wall Who's the saddest gal in town? Who's been riding For a fall? Whose Lothario Let her down? Mirror, mirror Answer me Who is she who plays the clown? Is she out each Night till three? Does she laugh with Too much glee? On reflection She'd agree Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Who's that woman? I mean I've seen that woman Who's joking But choking back tears All those glittering years She thought that love was o matter of "Hi, there!" "Kiss me!" "'Bye, there!" Who's that woman That cheery, weary woman Who's dressing For yet one more spree? The vision's getting blurred Isn't that absurd? Lord, Lord, Lord! Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord! That woman is me! Mirror, mirror That woman is me! Mirror, mirror That woman is me! Mirror, mirror Mirror!