Paper Doll Songtext
von The Ink Spots
Paper Doll Songtext
I′m gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I′d rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle minded real live girl
I guess I had a million dolls or more
I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o′er
I just quarreled with sue, that′s why I'm bluе
She′s gone away and left mе just like all dolls do
I'll tell you boys, it′s tough to be alone
And it's tough to love a doll that′s not your own
I'm through with all of them
I'll never fall again
Say boy, whatcha gonna do
I′m gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She′ll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle minded real live girl
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I′d rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle minded real live girl
I guess I had a million dolls or more
I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o′er
I just quarreled with sue, that′s why I'm bluе
She′s gone away and left mе just like all dolls do
I'll tell you boys, it′s tough to be alone
And it's tough to love a doll that′s not your own
I'm through with all of them
I'll never fall again
Say boy, whatcha gonna do
I′m gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She′ll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle minded real live girl
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