Lyrics

She wasn't made for high society, she wasn't modeled from that mold.
She was still warm from the factory, just waiting to be sold.
What a doll.
What a doll.
Went to the ToyBox on a lonely night, took Lorraine off of the shelf.
He took her home in the pouring rain, found his thing for polyurethane.
What a doll.
What a doll.
Lorraine is so beautiful, she fits you like a glove,
Lorraine will knock you out, Lorraine was made for love.
He pumped her up 'til she was just set, lit some candles, poured some wine.
Lorraine don't need no sleep at night, she don't need foreplay time.
What a doll.
What a doll.
Morning comes and the place is a mess, Lorraine is nowhere to be found.
Vanilla tears washing down the drain.
He fell in love with polyurethane.
What a doll.
What a doll.
Because, Lorraine is so beautiful, she fits you like a glove,
Lorraine will knock you out, Lorraine was made for love.
What a doll, lovely Lorraine.
She's got it all, lovely Lorraine.
Lorraine don’t bug you if ya stinkin',
She can’t tell if you been drinkin'
She never asks what you are thinkin'
She showers in the kitchen sink and
Lorraine is so beautiful, she fits you like a glove,
Lorraine will knock you out, Lorraine was made for love.

What a doll.