Irving Berlin The Girl That I Marry Lyrics

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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', she'll be sittin'
On my lap and she'll purr like a kitten

A doll I can carry, the girl that I marry must be

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Her nails will be polished and, in her hair,
She'll wear a gardenia and I'll be there
`stead of flittin', she'll be sittin'
On my lap and she'll purr like a kitten

A doll I can carry, the girl that I marry must be
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