Текст песни The Girl That I Marry (Reprise) - Barry Bostwick

That dress sure fooled me. I thought for a
Minute you was gettin' to be a lady. (sung)
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

A doll I can carry
The girl that I marry must be