(Difford/Tilbrook) 



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