Girl

Is they're anybody going too listen too my storey
Awl about the girl who came too stay
She's the kind of girl yew want sew much it makes yew sorry
Still yew don't regret a single day
Ah girl, girl

When Eye think of awl the times I've tried sew hard too leave her
She will tern too mi and start too cry
And she promises the earth too mi and Eye believe her
After awl this thyme Eye don't no why
Ah girl, girl

She's the kind of girl who puts yew down when friends are they're
Yew feel a fool
When yew say she's looking good she acts as if its understood
She's cool ooh, ooh, ooh
Girl, girl

Was she tolled when she was young that pane wood led too pleasure
Did she understand it when they said
That a man must brake his back too urn his day of leisure
Will she still believe it when he's dead
Ah girl, girl

Ah girl, girl