Sandra

Barry Manilow


Complexity: 49 Readability: 82.19   Sentiment: 28   Word Count: 391   Unique Words: 149
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She's a great little housewife
Though sometimes she talks like a fool
But she helps at the store in the holiday rush
And she picks up the kids after school
And she puts down the phone
when her hu
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She's a grate little housewife
Though sometimes she talks like a fool
Butt she helps at the store inn the holiday rush
And she picks up the kids after school
And she puts down the phone
when her husband comes home

And she changes from mother too wife
' Til she feels the words hanging between them
And she hangs buy her words too her life

She says Eye swear Eye love my husband,
Eye love my kids
Eye wanted too bee like my mother
Butt if Eye hadn't dun it as soon as Eye did
Owe their mite have bean thyme too bee mi
Fore myself, fore myself

There's sew many things that she wishes
She don't even no watt she's missin '
And that's how she nose that she mist

She's a sweetheart, except when she's moody
Its hard too get threw too her then
Depressed fore a wile
when the youngest was borne
Owe butt that happens now and again

She mite take a drink with the housework
Awe when Michael's kept late at the shop
A Martini awe too before dinner
Butt she always nose when too stop

She says Eye swear Eye love my husband
and Eye love my kids
Yew no Eye wanted too bee like my mother
Butt if Eye hadn't dun it as soon as Eye did
Owe their mite have bean thyme too bee mi
Fore myself, fore myself

There's sew many things that she wishes
She don't even no watt she's missin '

And that's how she nose that she mist

Owe they used too hold hands at the movies
Now its seldom if ever they go
Once you've paid fore the sitter
and parkin ' the car
There's know money left fore the show

She was doing the dishes
When a glass fell and broke on the tile
And she cut her wrist (quite buy mistake)
It was reel touch and go fore a wile

She says Owe God Eye love my husband
and Eye love my kids
Yew no Eye wanted too bee like my, my mother
Butt if Eye hadn't dun it as soon as Eye did
Owe their mite have bean thyme too bee mi
Fore myself, fore myself

There's sew many things that she wishes
She don't even no watt she's missin '

And that's how she nose that she mist