I'm tired of crying
And though you're lying
That's why I'm buying
A china doll
Her eyes are bluer
Her faults are fewer
Her lips are truer
My china doll
I'd rather have a doll of clay
That I could call my own
Than someone else just like you
With a heart of stone She'll never leave me
She'll not deceive me And never grieve me
My china doll
I'm tired of crying
And though you're lying
That's why I'm buying
A china doll
Her
eyes are bluer
Her faults are fewer
Her lips are truer
My china doll
Oh,
I'd rather have a doll of clay That I could call my own
Than someone else just like you With a heart of stone
She'll never leave me
She'll not deceive me
And never grieve me
My china doll
Oh, dear lady
