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´ve 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 oh! oh! oh!
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?
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