It's difficult not to worry about what happens next Certain looks sort out confused looks Certain looks sport confused looks ♪ And I watched us talking in the mirror And you put on that look That says this little star wishes she weren't single ♪ It is the eye that catches me a man protesting his worth It is the ear that catches you putting the shake on your words You are alert as a tigress at a common table with her fate You can almost taste it ♪ We'll be gone by morning or be together by then We'll be gone by morning or be together by then And I believe every woman has made up her mind to win