I look in the mirror,
I do not smile,
Getting ready this morning,
Is gonna take a while,
I run around like I'm under attack,
A cuppa tea should take care of that.
But first I've got to tame my hair,
Make-up, jewellery,
What to wear.
I get up two hours in advance,
At the bed where you're still laid I glance,
As with my tongs I form a curl,
I think bitterly;
How much I just love being a girl!
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