Oh! the maidens of France are certainly fine, And I think every fellow will state That the "what-you-may-call-it" coiffured way They put up their hair is great! And they know how to dress, and they wear their clothes In a fetching, frenchy way; And yet to me, there is just one girl— The girl of the U.S.A. I like to listen when French girls talk, Though I`m weak in the "parlez-vous" game; But the language of youth in every land Is somehow about the same, And I`ve learned a regular code of shrugs, And they seem to know what I say! But the girl whose voice goes straight to my heart Is the girl of the U.S.A. I haven`t a word but words of praise For these dear little girls of France; And I will confess that I`ve felt a thrill As I faced their line of advance! But I haven`t been taken a prisoner yet, And I won`t be, until the day When I carry my colours to lay at the feet Of a girl of the U.S.A.SourceThe script ran 0.009 seconds.
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