When you get what you want in your struggle for self

And the world makes you queen for a day,

Just go to a mirror and look at yourself,

And see what THAT girl has to say.

For it isn’t y our husband or family or friend

Who judgment upon you must pass;

The gal whose verdict counts most in the end

Is the one staring back from the glass.

 Some people may think you a straight-shootin’ chum

And call you a person of place,

But the gal in the glass says you’re only a bum,

If you can’t look her straight in the face.

She’s the gal to please, never mind all the rest

For she’s with you clear up to the end,

And you’ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test

If the gal in the glass is your friend.

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years

And get pats on the back as you pass,

But your final reward will be heartaches and tears