PAPER DOLL

Mills Brothers

- written by Johnny S. Black, 1915

- lyrics as recorded by The Mills Brothers in 1942



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 quarrelled with Sue, that's why I'm blue

She's gone away and left me 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 ball 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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