The Girl That I Marry Lyrics - Irving Berlin

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