Verse1: 
 
  A       A7        D 
  Look at me, there has to be 
  B         B7        E 
  something more than what they see 
  A             A7          D            B 
  Wholesome and pure, oh so scared and unsure, 
    A          E      A 
  A poor man's Sandra Dee 
 
Verse2: 
 
  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