Glad Rag Doll Lyrics

Little painted lady with your lovely clothes
Where are you bound for, may I ask?
What your diamonds cost you everybody knows
All the world can see behind your mask

All dolled up in glad rags
Tomorrow, may turn to sad rags
They call you glad rag doll

Admired, desired
By lovers who soon grow tired
Poor little glad rag doll

You're just a pretty toy
They like to play with
You're not the kind they choose
To grow old and gray with

Don't make this the end, dear
It's never too late to mend, dear Poor little glad rag doll

Oh, you're all dolled up in your glad rags
And tomorrow they may turn to sad rags
They call you poor little glad rag doll

You're admired and you're desired
By lots of lovers, but they soon grow tired
Poor little glad rag doll

You're just a pretty toy
They like to play with
You're not the kind they choose to
To grow old and gray with

Don't make this the end, dear
It's never, never too late to mend, dear
Poor little glad rag doll

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