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 boy, it´s tough to be alone
And it´s tough to love a gal that´s not your own
I´m through with all of them
I´ll never fall again
Say boy, whatcha gonna do?