Sandra Lyrics - Smoking Popes

I didn't think that I'd be man enough 

For Sandra Bernhard 

But then I thought I might be 

Just that kind of sensitivity 

Which appeals to her 

I know what's going on 

Behind those doomed and sultry eyes 

Only the one man who understands her 

Can fill the hole she has inside 

All I want is one picture of Sandra 

Getting her mail in an old bathrobe 

Without any makeup 

Without any shoes 

I'm so close I can almost feel her hand 

I wonder if she can feel my eyes 

She'd have no right to turn me away 

I had no choice but to come here 

If she could see me now 

If she would open her blinds 

Would she be afraid to come outside 

And look me in the eyes and say? 

I want you to show me 

I want you to open me up 

I want you to sing for me 

And then I would say 

Sandra 

Sandra 

Sandra 

Sandra