Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sandra, artist - Zsa Zsa Padilla. Album song In My Life... Zsa Zsa, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 08.04.2019
Record label: Viva
Song language: English
Sandra |
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 husband comes home |
And she changes from mother to wife |
'Til she feels the words hanging between them |
And she hangs by her words to her life |
She says I swear I love my husband, I love my kids |
I wanted to be like my mother |
But if I hadn’t done it as soon as I did |
Oh there might have been time to be me |
For myself, for myself |
There’s so many things that she wishes |
She don’t even know what she’s missin' |
And that’s how she knows that she missed |
She’s a sweetheart, except when she’s moody |
It’s hard to get through to her then |
Depressed for a while when the youngest was born |
Oh but that happens now and again |
She might take a drink with the housework |
Or when Michael’s kept late at the shop |
A Martini or two before dinner |
But she always knows when to stop |
She says I swear I love my husband and I love my kids |
You know I wanted to be like my mother |
But if I hadn’t done it as soon as I did |
Oh there might have been time to be me |
For myself, for myself |
There’s so many things that she wishes |
She don’t even know what she’s missin' |
And that’s how she knows that she missed |
Oh they used to hold hands at the movies |
Now it’s seldom if ever they go |
Once you’ve paid for the sitter and parkin' the car |
There’s no money left for the show |
She was doing the dishes |
When a glass fell and broke on the tile |
And she cut her wrist (quite by mistake) |
It was real touch and go for a while |
She says Oh God I love my husband and I love my kids |
You know I wanted to be like my, my mother |
But if I hadn’t done it as soon as I did |
Oh there might have been time to be me |
For myself, for myself |
There’s so many things that she wishes |
She don’t even know what she’s missin' |
And that’s how she knows that she missed |