Look At Me, I`m Sandra Dee (reprise)

Look at me, there has to be Something more than what they see. Wholesome and pure, Also scared and unsure A poor man`s Sandra Dee. When they criticize and make fun of me, Can`t they see the tears in my smile? Don`t they realize there`s just one of me And it has to last me awhile? (Sandy dials phone and speaks) Hey, Frenchy, could you come over for awhile? And bring your make-up case... (resumes singing) Sandy, you must start anew. Don`t you know what you must do? Hold your head high, take a deep breath and cry "Goodbye to Sandra Dee."