[Words and Music by Ray Stanley, 1956]
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?
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You give your hand to me
And then you say hello
I can hardly speak
My heart is beating so
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well
But you don't know me
Oh you don't know the one
That thinks of you at night
Who longs to kiss your lips
And yearns to squeeze you tight
No I'm just a friend
That's all I've ever been
You just don't know me
I never knew the art of making love
Though my heart aches with love for you
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by
The chance that you might love me too
You give your hand to me
And then you say goodbye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
You'll never, never know
The one who loves you so
You just don't know me
I never knew the art of making love
Though my heart aches with love for you
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by
The chance that you might love me too
You give your hand to me
And then you say goodbye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
Who'll never, never know
The one who loves you so
You just don't know me
You'll never, ever know
mmmm, cause you just don't know me
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