Who's That Woman?
Hit it, baby
Who's that woman? I know her well
All decked out, head to toe
She lives life like a carousel
Ball, after ball, after ball
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
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who's the saddest girl in town?
Who's been riding for a fall?
Whose Lothario let hеr down?
Mirror, mirror, answer me
Who is she who plays the clown?
Is she out each night 'til 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 (mirror, mirror on the wall)
That woman, who's joking, but choking back tears (who's the saddest girl in town?)
All those glittering years (who's been riding for a fall?)
She thought that love was a matter of heartache
Kiss me, barb hair
Who's that woman I'm cheering with? (Mirror, mirror on the wall)
The 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)
Me (mirror)
Who's that woman? I know her well
All decked out, head to toe
She lives life like a carousel
Ball, after ball, after ball
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
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who's the saddest girl in town?
Who's been riding for a fall?
Whose Lothario let hеr down?
Mirror, mirror, answer me
Who is she who plays the clown?
Is she out each night 'til 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 (mirror, mirror on the wall)
That woman, who's joking, but choking back tears (who's the saddest girl in town?)
All those glittering years (who's been riding for a fall?)
She thought that love was a matter of heartache
Kiss me, barb hair
Who's that woman I'm cheering with? (Mirror, mirror on the wall)
The 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)
Me (mirror)
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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