Glee: The Music Presents Glease

Look at me There has to be Something more than what they see Wholesome and pure Oh scared and unsure A poor man's Sandra Dee Sandy, you must start anew Don't you know what you must do? Hold your head high, take a deep breath and cry Good bye to Sandr

Before I was born, late one night, My papa said everything's alright The doctor laughed when Ma lay down With her stomach bouncing all around Cause the beebop stork was about to arrive Mama gave birth to the hand-jive I could barely walk when I milke

There are worse things I could do Than go with a boy or two. Even though the neighborhood thinks I'm trashy, And no good, I suppose it could be true, But there are worse things I could do. I could flirt with all the guys, Smile at them and bat my eye

Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee Lousy with virginity Won't go to bed 'til I'm legally wed I can't, I'm Sandra Dee Watch it! Hey, I'm Doris Day I was not brought up that way Won't come across, even Rock Hudson lost His heart to Doris Day I don't drink (No!

I got chills. They're multiplyin'. And I'm losin' control. 'Cause the power you're suplyin', it's electrifyin'! You better shape up, 'cause I need a man and my heart is set on you. You better shape up; you better understand to my heart I must be true

Your story sad to tell, A teenage ne'er do well, Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block! Your future's so unclear now, What's left of your career now? Can't even get a trade-in on your smile! Angels: (La lalala lalala lalala...) Beauty school drop