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.