Girl
Is there anybody going to listen to my storyAll about the girl who came to stay?She's the kind of girl you want so muchIt makes you sorryStill, you don't regret a single dayAh girlGirlWhen I think of all the times I've tried so hard to leave herShe will turn to me and start to cryAnd she promises the earth to meAnd I believe herAfter all this times I don't know whyAh, girlGirlShe's the kind of girl who puts you downWhen friends are there, you feel a foolWhen you say she's looking goodShe acts as if it's understoodShe's cool, cool, cool, coolGirlGirlWas she told when she was young that painWould lead to pleasure?Did she understand it when they saidThat a man must break his back to earnHis day of leisure?Will she still believe it when he's dead?Ah girlGirlGirlAh girlGirlGirl