I've seen that face before, that face that I see in the mirror I know that face, I've seen that face before I knew that dopey guy when he didn't know how to tie his tie He stood right there and he had hair galore
The man in the looking glass, who can he be? The man in the looking glass, can he possibly be me? Where's our young Romeo, the lad who used to sigh? Who's the middle-aged Lothario with a twinkle in his eye? He seem so much wiser now, less lonely but then Could be he's only pretending again Man in the looking glass, smiling away, how's your sacroiliac today?
Where's your first love affair, that tragedy d'amour? The true love you thought would be the end of you for sure Man in the looking glass, have no regrets The man who's wise never forgets That life is worth living if once in a while You can look in that looking glass and smile