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 maskOld doll and in black rags
Tomorrow may turn to sad rags
They call her glad rag dollAdmired, desired by lovers who soon grow tired
Poor little glad rag dollYou just a pretty toy they like to play with
You're not the kind they choose to grow old and grey withDon't make this the end here
It's never too late to mend you
Poor little glad rag dollYou just a pretty toy they like to play with
You're not the kind they choose to grow old and grey withDon't make this the end here
It's never too late to mend you
Poor little glad rag doll