Weathered sign on the marquee   An old film playin' at the show   He could tell by the clouds up top   Old northern was about to blow      So he hopped in his pick-up truck   Steered it on down the road   There he picked up his dark-haired beauty   Drove on down nice and slow, singin'      This is my girl   This is my world   This is my girl   This is my world      Lovers? tune on the stereo   Cool breeze blowin? through her hair   He whispers to her soft and low   And quietly she stares      He says, "I know, I could be a movie star"   I know that you could be my wife   I was thinkin' at work today   I wanna leave with you tonight, because      You are my girl   You are my world   You are my girl   You are my world      They drive on past midnight   Wishin' on stars as they go   Two young believers   Too young to know      Like a man in a story book   He takes off down the open road   Takin' off to God knows where   He?s takin' off just to go, singin'      This is my girl   This is my world   This is my girl   This is my world      This is my girl   This is my world   This is my girl   This is my world