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!
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!
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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