Paper Doll - Jonathan Edwards

I’m gonna buy a paper doll, that I can call my own

A doll that other fellas cannot steal

And then the flirty, flirty guys — with all 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

Then have a fickle minded — real live girl

Corrects a few typos and corrects punctuation:

I’m gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own

A doll that other fellas 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’d rather have a paper doll to call my own

Than have a fickle-minded real live girl