Who’s That Lady in the Mirror?
Who’s That Lady in the Mirror?
Who’s that lady in the mirror looking back at me?
I don’t know who the hell she is, I’m sure that can’t be me
She does look quite familiar though – whoever can she be?
I go and fetch my glasses, and blow me, so does she!
I know I’ve seen that face before, I move in cautiously
She replicates my every move, stares back bewilderedly
Now I come to think of it, she looks just like my mum
Oh bloody hell, it must be me, she said this day would come!
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