Rosie sits inside a bar
smoking a large man's cigar
In a place called Sammy's
on Amsterdam Avenue
She doesn't look a day over 65
although she's really 29
She likes records from the 60's
they remind her of the good old times
And after some wine and scotch
Rosie starts to let it hang out
She throws a glass at the mirror
and asks Big Max for a pen
She writes a letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some soap
and a bottle of Bombay Gin
A letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some hope
or a rope to do me in
And no one stops her
we all lend a hand
We all knew her
before she got this mad
We just hold her
until the shaking stops
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
I wanna hear some Dianna Ross
I wanna hear a little bit of Marvin Gaye
I wanna hear a song
that reminds me of a better day
Rosie slips and tries to stand up
she slaps a pretty girl in the mouth
And running to the jukebox
she tries to put a quarter in
She says, I've had enough of you men
and I'll never say yes again
It's his Holiness or nothing
for me in this life
So she writes a letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some soap
and a bottle of Bombay Gin
A letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some hope
or a rope to do me in
And no one stops her
we all lend a hand
We, we all knew her
before she got this mad
We just hold her
until the shaking stops
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Rosie sits inside a bar
smoking a large man's cigar
In a place called Sammy's
on Amsterdam Avenue
She doesn't look a day over 65
although she's really 29
She likes records from the 60's
they remind her of the good old times
And after some wine and scotch
Rosie starts to let it hang out
She throws a glass at the mirror
and asks Big Max for a pen
She writes a letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some soap
and a bottle of Bombay Gin
A letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some hope
or a rope to do me in
And no one stops her
we all lend a hand
We all knew her
before she got this mad
We just hold her
until the shaking stops
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
I wanna hear some Dianna Ross
I wanna hear a little bit of Marvin Gaye
I wanna hear a song
that reminds me of a better day
Rosie slips and tries to stand up
she slaps a pretty girl in the mouth
And running to the jukebox
she tries to put a quarter in
She says, I've had enough of you men
and I'll never say yes again
It's his Holiness or nothing
for me in this life
So she writes a letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some soap
and a bottle of Bombay Gin
A letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some hope
or a rope to do me in
And no one stops her
we all lend a hand
We, we all knew her
before she got this mad
We just hold her
until the shaking stops
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Rosie sits inside a bar
smoking a large man's cigar
In a place called Sammy's
on Amsterdam Avenue
She doesn't look a day over 65
although she's really 29
She likes records from the 60's
they remind her of the good old times
And after some wine and scotch
Rosie starts to let it hang out
She throws a glass at the mirror
and asks Big Max for a pen
She writes a letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some soap
and a bottle of Bombay Gin
A letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some hope
or a rope to do me in
And no one stops her
we all lend a hand
We all knew her
before she got this mad
We just hold her
until the shaking stops
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
I wanna hear some Dianna Ross
I wanna hear a little bit of Marvin Gaye
I wanna hear a song
that reminds me of a better day
Rosie slips and tries to stand up
she slaps a pretty girl in the mouth
And running to the jukebox
she tries to put a quarter in
She says, I've had enough of you men
and I'll never say yes again
It's his Holiness or nothing
for me in this life
So she writes a letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some soap
and a bottle of Bombay Gin
A letter to the Vatican
I'm gonna write a letter to him
Dear Pope, send me some hope
or a rope to do me in
And no one stops her
we all lend a hand
We, we all knew her
before she got this mad
We just hold her
until the shaking stops
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows
Because her heart says
what only her heart knows