The Girl That I Marry Songtext
von Billy Eckstine

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