[1st verse:]
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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
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[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
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The Girl On The Magazine Cover
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| Irving Berlin |
