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