Who's that lady in the mirror looking back at me?
I don't know who the hell she is, I'm sure that can't be me
Pool old thing looks knackered, whoever can she be?
I go to fetch my glasses, and blow me, so does she
She does look quite familiar though, I move in cautiously
She replicates my every move, squints back dejectedly
Now I come to think of it she looks just like my mum
Oh bloody hell, it must be me - she said this day would come!