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Text: Grease. Look At Me, I'm Sandra Dee.

Look at me, there has to be
Something more than what they see
Wholesome and pure, oh, so scared and unsure
A poor man's Sandra Dee

Sandy, you must start anew
Don't you know, what you must do
Hold your head high, take a deep breath and sigh
Goodbye to Sandra Dee