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?