Mirrors always show the truth, sometimes they are so mean
it tell me things I hate to know and sometimes things I need to know
but sometimes when I’m feeling great and ready for a date
that mirror tells me don’t be late, your date he may not wait.

But sometimes when my diet fails and all my efforts lost
that mirror tells me 'don’t be sad, just think of all that food you had'
then I think of all that cake, the pies, the fries and juicy steak
that mirror stands in front of me, I sigh at what I see
I see a figure round and free, I see the truth, I see me
so mirror mirror don’t be mean, let me be...let me be me