The Girl On the Magazine Cover

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