Girl

         Beatles - Álbum rubber soul

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
Oh, 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 is done I don't know why
Oh, 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,  ooh
Ooh, ooh, girl, girl

Was she told when she was young
That fame 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
Oh, girl, girl
Oh, girl