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