Paper Girl July Talk Don't ask a question Don't seek my trust You don't lo[G]ok pretty when you smil[D]e So don't smile at[Em] all You loved me like a doctor Horse don't run with a broken leg Yo[G]u're a Paper G[D]irl with Paper Eyes, you're a[Em] Paper Crop And i[G]f you think it's yo[D]ur turn to ask a questio[Em]n, well it's not If you want mo[G]ney in your cof[D]fee If you want se[Em]crets in your tea [C] [G]Keep your Paper he[D]art away from me [C] It must be ha[Em]rd To be a pretty gir (azchords.com)
