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, ooo, ooo, ooo   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   Ah, girl, girl, girl