Paper dollmills brothers- written by johnny s. black, 1915- lyrics as recorded by the mills brothers in 1942i'm gonna buy a paper doll that i can call my owna doll that other fellows cannot stealand then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyeswill have to flirt with dollies that are realwhen i come home at night she will be waitingshe'll be the truest doll in all this worldi'd rather have a paper doll to call my ownthan have a fickle-minded real live girli guess i had a million dolls or morei guess i've played the doll game o'er and o'eri just quarrelled with sue, that's why i'm blueshe's gone away and left me just like all dolls doi'll tell you boys, it's tough to be aloneand it's tough to love a doll that's not your owni'm through with all of themi'll never ball againsay boy, whatcha gonna do?i'm gonna buy a paper doll that i can call my owna doll that other fellows cannot stealand then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyeswill have to flirt with dollies that are realwhen i come home at night she will be waitingshe'll be the truest doll in all this worldi'd rather have a paper doll to call my ownthan have a fickle-minded real live girl----------------------------------------------------------------