(DiffordTilbrook)



You can't hurt the girl with ignoring her presence

She stands behind you as you do your impressions

Of Jack the Lad with your friends at the local

And when she wants you she's surprised and hopeful

You can't hurt the girl, her word's always sharper

An answer, a look can normally cast her

As evil and cunning with love there to conquer

She with her wand can wave it and wander



You can't hurt the girl

Nor could I

Her heart's been broken too many times

You can't hurt the girl

You can't hurt the girl

And not cry



You can't hurt the girl, her heart has been broken

She cried for a week, the wound remains open

Her heart turned to oak, she wept like the willow

You can't hurt the girl

Without tears on her pillow