Paper Dolls (CHIMERES)
She called me on the phone
She said “Come on over to my house.
I’ve got something we can play with”
“ Oh no, I’m not interested.
I know what you wanna play with.
You’ve got those paper cut-out dolls.”
It’s coming off the presses, it’s coming off the streets
Ken and Barbie on layered sheets
I don’t like to play with those dolls
I don’t like to play with paper dolls
Now, let me tell you why…
‘ cause when I play with those paper dolls
They get between my fingers and they hurt
I don’t like to play with paper
I just like it on my walls
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
Paper’s between my fingers, ooh, and it burns
Ow, I need a new word for ouch
Between my digits, oh gidget, you’re such a fidget
You hurt when you play with those things
I like plastic, I like plastic, I like plastic dolls
Ouch, get away from me, paper dolls
Paper Ken and Barbie…
Oooh mommy, I don’t like to play with paper dolls
I like plastic
I want my plastic