Dolly Boxes

Little boxes in the corner,
Little boxes on the windowsill,
Little boxes in the guest room,
Little boxes everywhere.
  On the bookshelf, in the closet,
  On the TV, underneath the bed,
  And they're all filled with dollies,
  And they're none of them quite the same.

And the dollies in the boxes
All come with accessories
And they all fit in the boxes
And they're none of them quite the same.
  There's a handbag and a swimsuit
  And eight pairs of patent leather pumps
  And they all fit different dollies
  And they're none of them quite the same.

And the dollies in the boxes
All come from different families
With their own kinds of boxes
And none of them quite the same.
  There's Tonners and there's Barbies
  And Maggie Iaconos
  And Madame Alexanders
  And they're none of them quite the same.

And whenever I'm not looking
The boxes seem to multiply
And they're filling up the whole house
And they're none of them quite the same.