I took scissors and Elmer's glue like Mama taught me to I'd cut out paper dolls and hang them on the wall Girls always wore the dress, boys got to wear the pants Everyone holding hands I'd crayon in golden hair, blue eyes and bows to wear Red lips and high-heeled shoes, just like the ones I'd choose Was it subconsciously I learned to want to be Just like them, not like me Paper dolls so picture-perfect Paper dolls faded in Paper dolls permanently smiling Paper dolls, paper-thin Now we flip through magazines, gazing at beauty queens They all look down at us through billboards and movie screens We don't have air-brushed thighs, someone to do our eyes If we could, yes, we would Some have had surgery to round them more perfectly Lend them that certain lift nature just wouldn't gift We have tried diet pills to make up for lack of will Makes us all slim and tall Paper dolls so picture-perfect Paper dolls faded in Paper dolls permanently smiling Paper dolls, paper-thin It took a half of a century for me to finally Come to some kind of peace with who I am I'm three-dimensional, and I can't help it I'm not a paper doll We're all three-dimensional, and we can't help it We're not paper dolls