For it isn't your father or mother or spouse,
Whose judgement upon you must pass,
The person whose verdict counts most in your life,
Is the one staring back from the glass.

Some people might think you're a straight-shooting chum,
And call you a great gal or guy,
But the face in the glass says you're only a bum,
If you can't look it straight in the eye.

That's the one you must please, never mind all the rest,
That's the one with you clear to the end,
And you know you have passed your most dangerous test,
If the face in the glass is your friend.