Woman of glass

The song, I play too often
Is the only I ever knew.
The song, I hear so often.
For you - is it brand new?

I sing along it every word.
And every word
That passes my lips
Shatters my glasern hips.

Don't sing along with me - it's true!
Don't swing your hips to rhythm or rhyme.
Don't dance with me as long as I'm of glass.
Don't - OR if you don't listen - bring with the glue!