Song Title | Andrew Bird - Glass Figurine Lyrics |
Andrew Bird – Glass Figurine Lyrics
You’ve got me sitting on your mantle like a little glass figurine
Why must you be so mean?
Don’t you know I’ve got better things to do
I’m like a mail order product from a housekeeping magazine.
How utterly embarrassing,
well lady I’m not going to dance that dance.
Let the giraffes do it, let the sad clown cry.
Your porcelain kisses are not going to turn me shy.
No, I’m not your little boy,
your rosy-cheeked joy,
though the thought of you makes me sanguine
I’ll do anything you want
but I won’t be your glass figurine
Let the giraffes do it, let the sad clown cry.
Your porcelain kisses are not going to turn me shy.
No, I’m not your little boy,
your rosy-cheeked joy,
though the thought of you makes me sanguine
I’ll do anything you want
but I won’t be your glass figurine
I’m like a mail-order product from a housekeeping magazine
I’ll do anything you want
but I won’t be your glass figurine
[Andrew Bird – Glass Figurine Lyrics]
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Lyrics Information
Artist | Andrew Bird Lyrics | |
Album | "Thrills" (performed as ANDREW BIRD'S BOWL OF FIRE) (1998) |
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