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 Paris but wanted to go To see the moon in the Seine, you know To climb the Eiffel Tower with the city lights sparking
Oh, now just some tired cliches Just some that the mirror betrays Singin, "Old woman, old What have you done with your "Old woman, old What have you done your days?"
"I've been to Venice but my dreams are divine Riding gondolas under lantern Listening to guitars and sipping Italian wine
Oh, now they're some tired cliches Just some 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 raised a But in my I still go running wild a good life, I see my friends But can this be how all my end?
"I've never seen Morocco like the I had planned To savor all the spices in that land To buy a silk and wear it dancing in the sand
"Oh, now they're just some tired Just some wrinkles that the mirror Singin, "Old woman, old What you done with your days?"
"Old woman, old have you done with your days?" "Old woman, old have you done with your days?"
Molly's in the mirror as the sun down Talking to in her wedding gown