Glass Figurine (Album Version)

Glass Figurine - Andrew Bird

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

But I won't be your glass figurine

But I won't be your glass figurine