[Intro: Richard Kunc]
Here you would have famous version of
"She's Too Much For My Mirror"
Note the clever slate:
"She's Too Much For My Or Anybody's Mirror, Number Two"
Told you

[Verse 1]
She's too much for my mirror
She almost make me lose it
The way she abuse it
Make me never wanna use it
Well, mend yer heart and mind yer soul

[Verse 2]
Ole Chicago, she's a woman
Make a young man a bum
She howl like the wind
Make my heart grow cold
Make me long for that little red farm

[Verse 3]
She make thing fly, she make thing roll
She got me way over here and I'm hungry and cold
I remember my mother told me I oughta be choosy
That was way back when I thought she was my friend
Now I find out she's a floozy
I remember the butterflies and the sweet smell o'corn
And the bubblin' fish in that lil' pond
Oh, Lousey, oh, Lousey
How I long for you, how I long for you
She's too much for my mirror
That little floozy, oh, how I fear her
Oh, Lousey
(Shit I don't know how I'm gonna get that in there)