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Can you imagine what that Miss Turnstiles must be like? To win such a title Miss Turnstiles for June Miss Turnstiles for June! Every month Some lucky little New York miss Is chosen Miss Turnstiles for the month She's gotta be beautiful She's gotta be just an average girl And most important of all She's got to ride the subway! There are 5,683 women Who ride the subway every day And which fortunate lassie Will be picked this month For the signal honor? Beautiful, brilliant Average A typical New Yorker! Who, me? Yes, you, Ivy Smith! She's a home-loving girl But she loves high society's whirl She adores the army The navy as well At poetry and polo She's swell But of course, at the end of each month A new Miss Turnstiles is chosen And when that happens
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