C A7 D7
I’m goin’ to buy a paper doll that I can call my own,
G7 C6 Gdim Dm7 G7
A doll that other fellas cannot steal
C Cm G B7 E7
And then those, flirty, flirty guys, with their flirty, flirty eyes
D7 G7
will have to flirt with dollies that are real
G7 C
When I come home at night she will be waiting,
G7 E7
She’ll be the truest doll in all the world
F F#dim C E7 A7
I’d rather have a paper doll to call my own
Dm7 G7 C Ab7 Dm G7
than have a fickle-minded real live girl
(Increase tempo)
[Bridge]
G7 C
I guess I’ve had a million dolls or more,
E7 Am
I guess I’ve played the doll game o’er and o’er
G7 C A7
I just quarreled with Sue, that’s why I’m blue;
D7 G7 Gdim G7
She’s gone away and left me just like all dolls do
G7 C
I’ll tell you, boys, it’s tough to be a-lone,
E7 Am
and it’s tough to love a doll that’s not your own.
G G7 Gdim G G7 Gdim
I’m through with all of them, I’ll never fall again,
Am7 D7 G G7
‘cause this... is what I’m gonna do...
[Verse 2]
C A7 D7
I’m goin’ to buy a paper doll that I can call my own,
G7 C6 Gdim Dm7 G7
A doll that other fellas cannot steal
C Cm G B7 E7
And then those, flirty, flirty guys, with their flirty, flirty eyes
D7 G7
will have to flirt with dollies that are real
G7 C
When I come home at night she will be waiting,
G7 E7
She’ll be the truest doll in all the world
F F#dim C E7 A7
I’d rather have a paper doll to call my own
Dm7 G7
than have a fickle-minded real live -
Dm7 G7
a fickle-minded real live -
Dm7 G7 C
a fickle-minded real live girl
