Glad Rag Doll

[Verse 1]
All dolled up in glad rags
Tomorrow may turn to sad rags
They call you Glad Rag Doll

[Verse 2]
Admired, desired
By lovers who soon grow tired
Poor little Glad Rag Doll

[Bridge]
You're just a pretty toy they like to play with
You're not the kind they choose to grow old and grey with

[Verse 3]
Don't make this the end, dear
It's never too late to mend, dear
Poor little Glad Rag Doll

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
You're just a pretty toy they like to play with
You're not the kind they choose to grow old and grey with

[Verse 3]
Don't make this the end, dear
It's never too late to mend, dear
Poor little Glad Rag Doll

[Outro]
Poor little Glad Rag Doll