Zakk Wylde

Written by Sting & Andy Summers



Won't you be my girl

Won't you be my girl

Won't you be my, be my, be my girl



Won't you be my girl

Won't you be my girl

Won't you be my, be my, be my girl



Won't you be my girl

Won't you be my girl

Won't you be my, be my, be my girl



Won't you be my girl

Won't you be my girl

Won't you be my, be my, Be my girl



I was blue and lonely, I couldn't sleep a wink

And I could only get unconscious if I'd had to much to drink

There was somehow, something wrong somewhere 

And each day seemed grey and dead

The seeds of desperation were growing in my head

I needed inspiration, a brand new start in life

Somewhere to place affection, but I didn't want a wife

And then by lucky chance I saw in a special magazine

An ad that was unusual, the like I'd never seen

"Experience something different with our new imported toy

She's loving, warm, inflatible and a guarantee of joy."

She came all wrapped in cardboard, all pink and shrivelled down

A breath of air was all she needed to make her lose that frown

I took her to the bedroom and pumped her with some life

And later in a moment that girl became my wife

And so I sit her in the corner and sometimes stroke her hair

And when I'm feeling naughty I blow her up with air

She's cuddly and she's bouncy, she's like a rubber ball

I bounce her in the kitchen and I bounce her in the hall

And now my life is different since Sally came my way

I wake up in the morning and have her on a tray

She's everything they say she was and I wear a permanent grin

And I only have to worry in case my girl wears thin



Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl

Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl

Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl

Won't you be my, be my, be my girl