song called girl

Is there anybody gone to listen to my storyAll about the girl who came to stay? She’s the kind of girl you want so muchIt makes you sorry;Still, you don’t regret a single day.Ah girl! girl!She’s the kind of girl who puts you downWhen friends are there, you feel a fool.Didididi..When you say she’s looking goodShe acts as if it’s understood.She’s cool, cool, cool, cool,Girl! girl! [was she]When I think of all the times I’ve tried so hard to leave herShe will turn to me and start to cry;And she promises the earth to meAnd I believe her.After all this times 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, cool, cool, cool, girl! girl!Was she told when she was young the 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 girl! girl! girl!