Little dolls

She didn't like little dolls anymore
Cuddly toys were her new cure
She sits in her bedsit wondering
How it all went wrong
How the man she fell in love with was gone

She didn't like to be her anymore
She didn't like feeling so unsure
She goes out night and she'll sleep with anyone
Cos her dreams of meeting princes are gone

Will someone turn her on
Will someone make it right
And tell her not to lose her sight of hope
Cos she can be a princess

She didn't like pretty clothes anymore
Darkened rags were what she wore
She turns out the light and she plays her favourite song
Cos she's tired of feeling worthless and wrong

Will someone turn her on
Will someone make it right
And tell her not to lose her sight of hope
Cos she can be a princess
Will someone turn her on
Will someone make it right
And tell her not to lose her sight of hope
Cos she can be a princess