Glendora

I'm in love with a dolly named 'Glendora' She works in the window of a big department stor-a! Eyes of blue, hair like gold, Never been young, but she'll never get old . . . Oh Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you! O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you! She's so shy that I don't know how I found her, With three big body guards always workin' around her! One just nods, an' two just grins, An' three got a mouth full of safety pins . . . O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you! (You . . . more of you!) O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you! (. . . more of you!) I stand left an' I stand right, Outta my head 'cause I'm outta sight . . . O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you! Late last night at the store they did some changin' . . . An' I stood watchin' when they started re-arrangin' . . . She lost her wig, she lost her arms, An' when they got through she lost all of her charms, O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you? What they do, what they do, what they do? O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you? What they do, what they do, what they do? O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you? Do to you, oh what did they do to you? O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you?