Sandra wears her pants too small for her body shape
She's got a funny, funny face, it's true you know
It's so messed up how she took your man and ran away
She's got some crazy, crazy ways, too bad for you

Listen you, I know it's awful
To lose your man to a circus freak
Soon enough he'll be forgotten
Just look away and count to three
1-2-3, hey

I guess you picked a man too young, too small for your own taste
He came from very far away, no fun in that
You'll have to deal with all his stupidness and crazy tasks
You're sick of it today, he breaks your back

Listen you, I know it's awful
To lose your man to a circus freak
Soon enough he'll be forgotten (don't you cry now)
Just look away and count to three
1-2-3, hey

When your man has left your side
She's the one you want
Little Sandra has the charm
To take them all
You'll have to learn to be alone
And let him go

Listen you, I know it's awful (don't you cry now)
To lose your man to a circus freak
Soon enough he'll be forgotten (don't you cry now)
Just look away and count to three
1-2-3, hey

Listen you, I know it's awful
To lose your man to a circus freak
Soon enough he'll be forgotten
Just look away and count to three
1-2-3, hey