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Well i love that kewpie doll
Yeah i bought her in a show
I dressed her up in a cheap red cotton dress
But everything was either fished-out or spat out
Fished out or spat out
Well i love that kewpie doll
But i could not make it stick
Only she could save my soul
She put her hands inside of me
Well i love that kewpie-doll
Dressed her in a cheap red cotton dress
Fished it out now
Spat it our now
Spat it out in front of me
Well i love that kewpie doll
But i could not make it stick
Doll doll doll doll
I held her in my cheap arms
She believed in me her soul plus my arms
Well i love that kewpie doll
I told her phony storys
I love that kewpie doll
She believed in me
Doll doll dolll doll
Cupie on a stick
I can see her coming even now
Kupie on a stick
I can see her walking to me even now
Well i love that kewpie-doll
But i could not make it stick
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