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 make you sorry 
                  Still you don't regret a single day 
                  Ah, girl, Girl, Girl 
                  
                  When I think of all the times 
                  I tried to 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 
                  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