Four Seasons – Rag Doll – 1964

Lyrics

 

Ooh, oohAh, Rag doll ooh, oohRag doll, ooh
When she was just a kid her clothes were hand-me-downsThey always laughed at her when she came into town
Called her Rag DollLittle Rag DollSuch a pretty faceShould be dressed in lace
Ooh, oohAh, Rag doll ooh, oohRag doll, ooh
I’d change her sad rags into glad rags if I couldMy folks won’t let me cause they say that she’s no good
She’s a rag dollSuch a rag dollThough I love her soI can’t let her know
Ooh oohAh, Rag dollI love you just they way you areOh, Rag Doll, oohOh, Rag Doll, ooh

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