F           D           G7
I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
  C                             Fm7    C
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
             F                        C                    A7
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
     G7                                  F
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real

[Verse 1]
     F      F7      G7        C      F
When I come home at night she will be waiting
              D7     G7      C        A7
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
           Dm           F       Am      D7
I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
            Gm7    G7     C         F
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl

[Chorus]
          F           D           G7
I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
  C                             Fm7    C
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
             F                        C                    A7
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
     G7                                  F
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real

[Verse 2]
     F      F7      G7        C      F
When I come home at night she will be waiting
              D7     G7      C        A7
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
           Dm           F       Am      D7
I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
            Gm7    G7     C         F
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl

[Verse 3]
N.C.
I guess I had a million dolls or more
N.C.
I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o'er
N.C.
I just quarreled with Sue, that's why I'm blue
N.C.
She's gone away and left me just like all dolls do

[Verse 4]
F                    A7
I'll tell you boy, it's tough to be alone
           D7      G7         C          A7
And it's tough to love a gal that's not your own
A7
I'm through with all of them
A7
I'll never fall again
A7
Say boy, whatcha gonna do?

[Chorus]
          F           D           G7
I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
  C                             Fm7    C
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
             F                        C                    A7
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
     G7                                  F
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real

[Verse 5]
     F      F7      G7        C      F
When I come home at night she will be waiting
              D7     G7      C        A7
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
           Dm           F       Am      D7
I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
            Gm7    G7     C         F
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl