Molly's in the as the sun goes down Looking some boxes for her wedding gown Now she's in the mirror in dusty white Talkin' to herself in the rusty
She says, "I've never been to but I've wanted to go To see the moon in the Seine, you know To climb the Eiffel Tower with the city lights below
Oh, now just some tired cliches some wrinkles that the mirror betrays Singin, "Old woman, old What have you done with your "Old woman, old What you done with your days?"
"I've never been to Venice but my dreams are Riding gondolas under shine Listening to guitars and sipping Italian wine
Oh, now they're just tired cliches Just wrinkles that the mirror betrays Singin, "Old woman, old What have you done your days?" "Old woman, old What have you done with days?"
"I was a wife, I a child But in my dreams I still go wild It's a life, I see my friends But can this be how all my dreaming
"I've never seen Morocco the things I had planned To savor all the spices in faraway land To buy a silk and wear it dancing in the sand
"Oh, now they're just tired cliches Just some that the mirror betrays Singin, "Old woman, old What have you done with days?"
"Old woman, old What you done with your days?" "Old woman, old What have you done your days?"
Molly's in the as the sun goes down to herself in her wedding gown