[Verso 1]

             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 

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[Ponte]
 
  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... 


[Verso 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