The little boy can't trust in women
They cause in little hearts a lot of sorrow
But even a little boy may stare at a window in the evening
Out of which a dream princess is looking
Behind the windowpane behind the windowpane
My girl is looking out
Of all women she's the prettiest I know
Even small breasts I tolerate in my princess
The hat is perfect and the posture is also good
Behind the windowpale my girl is looking out
Oh Glendora oh Glendora
Oh Glendora how I adore you
One night I passed by the window again
Already some some guy was covering her with garnments
He covered her head and everything else
Exchanging her with a dressed up display dummy
Behind the windowpale behind the windowpale
Someone alse has stolen my girl
