The girl that I marry will have to be
As soft and as pink as a nursery
The girl I call my own

Will wear satins and laces and smell of cologne
Her nails will be polished and, in her hair,
She'll wear a gardenia and I'll be there
Stead of flittin', I'll be sittin'

Next to her and she'll purr like a kitten
A doll I can carry, the girl that I marry must be
Her nails will be polished and, in her hair,
She'll wear a gardenia and I'll be there
Stead of flittin', I'll be sittin'

Next to her and she'll purr like a kitten
A doll I can carry, the girl that I marry must be

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Writer(s): IRVING BERLIN