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!