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.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.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.Ah girl, girl.Was she told when she was young the pain would lead to pleasure?Did she understand it when they saidThat a man must break his back to earn his day of leisure,Will she still believe it when he’s dead?Ah girl, girl.