All dolled up in your glad rags
But tomorrow may turn to sad rags
And they call you Glad Rag Doll

I know that you're admired
I know that you're desired
But only by the fellows who soon grow tired
My poor little Glad Rag Doll

You're just a pretty little toy
The boys like to play with
You're not the kind that they choose
To grow old and gray with
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Now don't you make this, this the end dear
It's never too late to make amends dear
My poor little Glad Rag Doll

You're just a pretty little toy
The boys like to play with
You're not the kind they have on their mind
You're just a toy for them today
So listen to the things I say

Now don't you make this, this the end dear
It's never too late to make amends dear
My poor little Glad Rag Doll