At nine o'clock each morning down on Charlotte Avenue   The bus driver stops and lets her off   Before the first shampoo   Alice started working there when she was just a girl   And now she mans the second chair   At Thelma's Cut and Curl      A trim is just ten dollars and the conversation's free   She recreates the latest styles of 1963   With a lipstick-circled cigarette constantly aflame   She greets all her clientele   By first and middle names      And even though that mirror paints a picture much too clear   She'll mix you up some magic and she'll dye away the years   And, oh, they come and go so fast   Don't they, Alice -- Alice in the looking glass      One time she was married, but now she lives alone   But there's a little ancient poodle   Waiting there for her at home   And she'll tell you all about him like he was her only child   And rubs her swollen ankles   While she waits for you to dry      There's a picture on the mirror there of her at seventeen   The day that Thelma did her hair when she was football queen   And, oh, they come and go so fast   Don't they, Alice -- Alice in the looking glass      Even though that mirror paints a picture much too clear   She'll mix you up some magic and she'll dye away the years   And, oh, they keep coming back   Don't they, Alice -- Alice in the looking glass