Paper Doll - Louis Prima

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 and that’s why I’m blue

She’s gone the way 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 fall again

Say boy, whatcha gonna do?

I’m going to 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