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