Lyrics The Birthday Party

The Birthday Party

Kewpie Doll

well I love that kewpie doll

well I love that kewpie doll

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

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 out 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 doll doll doll doll

I held her in my cheap arms

she believed in me, she believed in me

her soul and my arms

well I love that kewpie doll

I told her phoney stories

well I love that kewpie doll

she believed in me

doll doll doll doll doll doll doll doll

kewpie on a stick

I can see her coming even now

kewpie on a stick

I can see her walking to me even now

well I love that kewpie doll

I can see her walking to me even now

well I love that kewpie doll

I can see her walking to me even now

well I love that kewpie doll

but I could not make it stick. end.