Mark R Slaughter - Mirror, Mirror, Bloody Fibber lyrics

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Can't you show me tall and slim? Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Must I look so bloody grim? fd df Mirror, mirror, on the wall, You're distorting my poor waist! Mirror, mirror, on the wall, And why the heck am I defaced? Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Why have I a double chin? Mirror, mirror, on the wall, And what's the stupid, goofy grin? Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Pointless asking ‘Who's the fairest? – More bloody likely, 'Who's the queerest? ' Now look, I paid a big bucks for thee, So why can't you be nice to me? Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Who's the fairest of them all? Me, you say? Ah, that's better – Mirror, mirror, bloody fibber!