Letters To The Vatican

[Verse 1]

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, though she's really 29

She likes records from the '60s

They remind her of the good old times

[Pre-Chorus 1]

And after some wine and some scotch

Rosie starts to let it hang out

She throws a glass at the mirror and asks Big Max for a pen

[Chorus]

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 was this mad

We just hold her until the shaking stops

Because the heart says only what the heart knows

[Verse 2]

"I wanna hear some Diana Ross

I wanna hear a little bit of Marvin Gaye

I wanna hear a song that reminds me of a better day"

Rosie slaps a pretty girl in the mouth

And running to the jukebox she tries to put a quarter in

[Pre-Chorus 2]

She says, "I've had enough of you men

And I'll never say yes again; it's holiness or nothing

For me in this life..."

[Chorus]

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 was this mad

We just hold her until the shaking stops

Because the heart says only what the heart knows