Text: The Four Seasons. Rag Doll.

(Rag doll, ooh)
(Hand me down)
When she was just a kid, her clothes were hand-me-downs
(Hand-me-down)
They always laughed at her when she came into town
Called her rag doll

Little rag doll, such a pretty face should be dressed in lace
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
(Shag rag doll)
I'd change her sad rags into glad rags if I could
(If I could)

My folks won't let me cause they say that she's no good
She's a rag doll, such a rag doll, though I love her so, I can't let her know
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, I love you just they way you are