Year Three, Week Forty-Six: “Sandy”

Lyrics:

Water’s come to Boston
Babe I see you looking lost and tired
give me your boat
Two thousand and eleven
They say angels fly in heaven
I wonder if they can float

Grab a bottle
I think I have some brandy
And we’ll make love
make love
make love
just you and me and Sandy
Just you and me and Sandy

Quentin Tarantino’s
gonna tell all that he knows
got his movies back to back
We made it just an hour, though
the storm knocked out the power, so
the screen turned black

Light a candle
it just might come in handy
And we’ll make love
make love
make love
just you and me and Sandy
Just you and me and Sandy

Close your eyes
dream of the dawn
I’ll be here
and you’ll be gone

Water’s coming from the ceiling
The floor below is wet and peeling
We’ll soon fall down
And when it does, it happens fast
We’re just two people from the past
two drunk to drown

Forgive me for
the lies I’ve bandied
Let’s make love
make love
make love
just you and me and Sandy

Let’s make love
make love
make love
just you and me and Sandy
Just you and me and Sandy
Just you and me and Sandy

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