(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