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