Where Beauty Lives In Memory

She stands before the mirror
 Smiles at her reflection
 Striking sexy poses in the glass
 She paints her lips a brilliant red
 Piles her hair high on her head
 Struggles to replace a false eyelash
 She powders up her face
 Paints her cheeks to match her lips
 She wears a dress cut low in the front
 Fittin' tight around her hips
 And there inside her room
 She stands and gazes at herself
 Where beauty lives in memory
 She lives in fairy tales
 Mirror, mirror on the wall
 Who's the fairest of them all?
 She sings as she goes waltzing 'cross the floor
 She keeps a candle burning
 And she waits for his returning
 When beauty lives in memory
 It lives forevermore
 She was a fairy princess once
 And was by all adored
 They say she was the fairest of them all
 They called her Cinderella
 And they say that every fella
 Would gladly answer to her beck and call
 So the story went
 They tell of how this handsome prince
 Stole her heart and wandered far away
 He took her heart and took her mind
 Now she has lost all track of time
 Forty years has passed and still she waits singing
 Mirror, mirror on the wall
 Who's the fairest of them all?
 She sings as she goes waltzing 'cross the floor
 She keeps a candle burning
 And she waits for his returning
 When beauty lives in memory
 It lives forevermore
 Meanwhile, back inside her room
 The shades are pulled it's half past noon
 But in her mind why it's forty years ago
 She recalls the beauty of their love
 She remembers he was beautiful
 And of course she always knew she was
 And so the past unfolds
 And all at once inside her mind
 She sees him at the door
 And as he's leading her away
 She feels the room begin to sway
 Where beauty lives in memory
 She falls dead upon the floor
 Mirror, mirror on the wall
 Who's the fairest of them all?