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Beautiful Girl
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FROM: Singin' in the Rain
SUNG BY: Jimmy Thompson
WRITTEN BY: N. H. Brown/ L. Hayton
Beautiful girl,
You're a lovely picture,
Beautiful girl,
You're a gorgeous fixture
Of all that lies
Under the big blue skies.
My heart cries
Beautiful girl,
You're a dazzling eyeful,
Beautiful girl,
Oh you make me sighful,
When I'm with you,
All of my dreams come true.
There may be blonds and brunettes that are hard to resist,
You surpass them like a queen,
You've got those lips that were meant to be kissed
And you're over sweet sixteen,
Oh,
Beautiful girl,
What a gorgeous creature,
Beautiful girl,
Let me call a preacher,
What can I do
But give my heart to you?
A beautiful girl is like a great work of art,
She's stylish, she's chic, and she also is smart,
For lounging in her bouvoir, this simple plain pajama,
Her cloak is trimmed with monkey fur to lend a touch of drama,
Anyone for tennis? Well, this will make them cringe,
And you'll knock 'em dead at dinner if your gown just drips with fringe.
You can never be too modest at the beach or by the pool
And in summertime it's organdy that will keep you fresh and cool,
You'll never guess what loud applause this cunning hat receives,
And you'll never dream the things that you can hide within these sleeves.
A string of pearls with a suit of twee, it started quite a riot,
And if you must wear frocks to the opera, dame fashion says 'dye it!'
Black is best when you're in court; the judge will be impressed,
But white is right when you're a bride and you want to be well dressed.
Beautiful girl,
For you I've got a passion,
Beautiful girl,
You're my queen of fashion,
I'm in a whirl
Over my beautiful girl.
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