Magic Mirror - The Three Degrees

Oh, magic mirror in my dressing room

Will reach the top?

Will I be there soon?

Oh, magic mirror hanging on the wall

You’ll see them rise, you’ll see them fall

I know this time I gotta go I hear the man that tuned in And I know tomorrow I will be a star

With my name in lights

All those curtain calls

They cheers my name

Magic mirror, what’s in store for me?

What do you see?

Costume jewelry, but I want diamonds

Lots, and lots, and lots of diamonds

And on Broadway, I know they’ll gonna say

«Hey, now there’s a star», that’s me But when I see all those people

With all those beautiful roses for me, for me Will they have then just for me?

Magic mirror, how’s my makeup?

Do I look alright?

I guess I better tell the fellas the place are groovy

(The place are groovy for me)

Oh yes, I want the crowd to be so much warm for me So warm for me Oh, I do it, yeah