Girl

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, ooh, oo, oo, oo
 Ah, 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
 Girl