Is there anybody going to listen to my story

All about the girl who came to stay?

She's the kind of girl

You want so much it makes you sorry

Still you don't regret a single day

Ah, girl, girl, girl When I think of all the times

I tried so hard to leave her

She will turn to me and start to cry

And she promises the earth to me

And I believe her

After all this time I don't know why

Ah, girl, girl, girl She's the kind of girl who puts you down

When friends are there

You feel a fool

When you say she's looking good

She acts as if it's understood

She's cool, ooo, ooo, ooo

Girl, girl, girl Was she told when she was young

That pain would lead to pleasure?

Did she understand it when they said

That a man must break his back

To earn his day of leisure?

Will she still believe it when he's dead?

Ah, girl, girl, girl

Ah, girl, girl, girl