Well I ain’t a very superstitious guy I think it’s bad luck and I’ll tell you why
I looked in the mirror early one morn’ and said mirror mirror who’s the fairest of all
I heard a voice behind my back it said it ain’t you baby and that’s a fact
I thought to myself I’m goin’ mad I heard a laugh and the mirror it cracked
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It said seven years you got ahead seven years you’ll wish you were dead seven years you’ll cry and shout seven years you won’t sleep at night
I said to myself it’s just last night I drank too much I ain’t feelin’ quite right so I took myself down to the bar below I picked up a drink and away I go
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I saw her comin’ to my side I didn’t say nothin’ but she asked for a light I knew just what she was thinkin’ about I hesitated and the voice it shout
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I gave her a light and we talked for a spell and for the next seven years she gave me hell so if you believe in fantasy not in facts you better watch out if your mirror it cracks