Mirror, mirror, on the wall
How do I look tonight?
Makeup and hair and dress and all
Do I look alright?
Is my hair being straight enough?
Or is it being frizzy and fluff?
Does this dress make look thin?
Or does it look like gluttony’s my sin?
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Why won’t you say anything at all?
I know I look decent good
But in this beautiful world
I wouldn’t be the prettiest
Not possibly would
Mirror, mirror, its false they say
Inner beauty is what counts today
If this were the case then oh! Mirror
I wouldn’t be this pretty
In fact would’ve been a pity.
