[STELLA, spoken]
I am not making an ass out of myself alone. If I do this number, we all do this number. Sally?

[SALLY, spoken]
This number winded me when I was nineteen. You gonna do it, Phyl?

[PHYLLIS, spoken]
If you can do it, I can do it. 

[STELLA, spoken]
Hattie?

[HATTIE, spoken]
I haven't danced in thirty years. 

[STELLA, spoken]
All right, are we ready girls?

[GIRLS, spoken]
Wait a minute. 

[STELLA, spoken]
Hit it, baby!
(sung)
Who's that woman? I know her well
All decked out head to toe
She lives life like a carousel
Beau after beau after beau
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!

[DANCERS]
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who's the saddest gal in town?
Who's been riding for a fall?
Whose Lothario let her down?
Mirror, mirror, answer me:
Who is she who plays the clown?

Is she out each night till three?
Does she laugh with too much glee?
On reflection, she'd agree
Mirror, mirror
Mirror, mirror
Mirror, mirror...
(spoken)
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, and hey!
[STELLA]
Who's that woman?
I mean I've seen

[DANCERS]
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the saddest gal in town?

[STELLA]
That woman, who's joking
But choking
Back tears
All those glittering years
She thought that
Love was a matter of
"Hi, there!"
"Kiss me!"
'Bye, there!"

[DANCERS]
Who's been
Riding for a fall?
Love was a matter of
"Hi, there!"
"Kiss me!"
'Bye, there!"
[STELLA]
Who's that woman
That cheery, weary woman
Who's dressing for yet one
More spree?

[DANCERS]
Mirror, mirror
Answer me
Who is she who plays the clown?

[STELLA]
The vision's getting blurred
Isn't that absurd?

[STELLA & DANCERS]
Lord, Lord, Lord!

[STELLA]
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord!
That woman is me
That woman is me!
That woman is me!

[DANCERS]
Mirror. mirror!
Mirror, mirror!
Mirror, mirror!
Mirror!