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My head's in a dizzy whirl |
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Since I met a certain girl |
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There isn't another like her |
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She's a matchless pearl |
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Since I met this maid divine |
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I do nothing else but pine |
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Because I know she never could be mine |
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[Refrain:] |
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The girl I love |
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Is on a magazine cover |
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It seems they painted her just for me |
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I'd fall in love |
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If I could ever discover |
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A little girl quite as nice as she |
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If I could meet |
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A girl as sweet |
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I'd simply claim her |
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And name her my queen |
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For if she ever came |
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I would love her the same |
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As I love her on the cover of a magazine |
| [2nd verse:] |
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My home is a picture book |
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If ever you came to look |
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You'd find her in ev'ry corner |
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And in ev'ry nook |
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She's fairer than all the queens |
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And loving her simply means |
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That I'm kept busy buying magazines |
