Everybody in the World knows someone like this girl
Just for now let’s call her Gloria
But it isn’t her name, burnt into my brain G.L.O.R.I.A
And on Countdown, Carol would always pull out those 3 vowels
Oh, your consonants, gather in a word and it glorious
Yeah, you’re glorious
And I’m in love with you as such
I write your name again, again, again
Oh you’re glorious
Everybody knows that much
How I love your name
Gloria. G.L.O.R.I.A
Everybody in the world seen pictures of my girl, gets about
She’s so well photographed
But it isn’t her face burnt into my brain G.L.O.R.I.A
In crosswords, filling them in with all of the wrong words
Oh how curious. Everything I read spells glorious
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Read about her in a book, wherever I look on the T.V.
On the radio
Am I going insane, don’t everybody see that name?
So I made a little word up
Had to keep it hushed up
Made a little code up
‘cause you’re glorious, you’re glorious;
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