The Princess Shelly is living in a glass house up upon the hill
Drinking wine from a glass she sees half empty that she probably just refilled
Throwing stones down at the puny little people from up upon her throne
It must be hell to live up there alone

She thinks it’s better to receive than it ever is to give
As she reigns upon her subjects one and all
Pointing out the flaws in all the worthless lives they live
Convinced she has the answers if they’d just give her a call

Princess Shelly is living in a glass house up upon the hill
Drinking wine from a glass she sees half empty that she probably just refilled
Throwing stones down at the puny little people from up upon her throne
It must be hell to live up there alone

In the morning she needs water and at night she needs her wine
As the spirits of the night come out to play
And then the thunder fills her voice, and lightning fills her eyes
And her only friend left in the world is a bottle of Chardonnay

Princess Shelly is living in a glass house up upon the hill
Drinking wine from a glass she sees half empty that she probably just refilled
Throwing stones down at the puny little people from up upon her throne
It must be hell to live up there alone
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