Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee Lousy with virginity Won't go to bed 'til I'm legally wed I can't I'm Sandra Dee Watch it! Hey I'm Doris Day I was not brought up that way Won't come across, even Rock Hudson lost His heart to Doris Day I don't drink (No)

We're the heirs to the glimmering world Hey, love, we'll get away with it Oh, come, come be my waitress and serve me tonight We'll run like we're awesome, totally genius We'll run like we're awesome We'll set off the geese of Beverly Road Serve me the

A demon, with demands, a demon, with demands Brought the demon out her ass too Sleeping with the enemy, my demons are too intimate She's sleeping very gently so now they're starting to enter it And now they're starting to mentor me, geekin’ like Brittany

I think I drank three much I been mixin' wit' it too Couple women comin' through They gon' wanna' T up wit' me too Bitch I'm T'd up Tanqueray got me started I think I need a girl from Harlem Don't act like you Don't wanna' get involved with me

Baby, let's not ever get that way And we'll call ourselves the flagship of the fleet There's a few too many years on this hotel She used to be a beauty you can tell The lights down in the lobby they don't shine They just flicker while the elevator winds

What a sad beautiful tragic love affair We had a beautiful magic love affair Long handwritten note, deep in your pocket Words, how little they mean, when you're a little too late I stood right by the tracks, your face in a locket Good girls, hopeful

Mama they try and break me Mama they try Can't you hear your babies crying? Mama, they try and break me. The window burns to light the way back home A light that warms no matter where they've gone. They're off to find the hero of the day But what if they

I call it love Baby, I don't know what love is Maybe I'm a fool I just know what I'm feeling And it's all because of you Don't tell me I don't know I want the truth 'Cause they call it

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head The only way I’m leavin’ is dead Oh, my eyes are seein’ red Double vision from the blood we’ve shed They don’t know, where we’ve been We got that concrete street skin Oh, our flag is tattered But it