The Police - Be My Girl

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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 (x4)
 
I was blue and lonely.
I couldn't sleep a wink,
and I could only get unconscious
if I'd had too much to drink.
There was somehow something wrong somewhere,
and each day seemed grey and dead.
The seeds of desperation
were growing in me 'ead.
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, inflatable,
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 a 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 said 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 (x4)
 
FCSMC द्वारा बुध, 02/04/2014 - 14:54 को जमा किया गया
आख़िरी बार शनि, 23/09/2017 - 21:43 को Gavier द्वारा संपादित
धन्यवाद!

 

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petit élève    शनि, 23/09/2017 - 00:04

Without the spoken part, these lyrics are completely meaningless (it's actually about some weirdo falling in love with a blow up doll!).
Apparently the transcriptions found online are happily skipping it.
Not surprising, what with all these garbage sites siphoning contents from each other like a bunch of lazy cash machines.

Here it is (after the first chorus):

I be low and lonely.
I couldn't sleep a wink,
and I could only get inconscious
when I had too much to drink.
There was somehow something wrong somewhere,
and each day seemed grey and dead.
The seeds of desperation
were growing in me 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, inflatable,
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 loose that frown.
I took her to the bedromm
and pumped her with some life,
and later, in a moment,
that girl became my wife.
And so I sit her in a corner
and sometimes stroked 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 said she was,
and I wear a permanent grin.
I only have to worry
in case my girl wears thin.

@Gavier would you kindly check my transcription and update these lyrics?

Gavier    शनि, 23/09/2017 - 21:39

Very good effort!

I've made a couple of little corrections and pasted them up.
What an odd song that is - I've never actually heard it before.

:-)

petit élève    शनि, 23/09/2017 - 22:04

The Police was one of my favourite bands as a teen. Of course I had absolutely no clue about what they said, but some years later I found their lyrics were a lot more surprising than I had expected.
You will never find something half as weird in the nice but awfully PC songs of Sting's. I kind of like the darker tone Andy Summers added to the band. Songs like this one or "Truth hits everybody", for instance. And of course the one-of-a-kind "Mother" Teeth smile

Gavier    शनि, 23/09/2017 - 22:20

Yeah, Sting's pretty unbearable these days but this is solid stuff! Like any Brit of my age I grew up listening to them on the radio/TV but I've not really delved into the Albums properly.

petit élève    शनि, 23/09/2017 - 22:27

Plus he practically adverted world war III all by himself, by reminding Mr. Reagan the Russians loved their children too, so who would dare to disregard his Work? Teeth smile

Gavier    रवि, 24/09/2017 - 08:21

"How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy" - there's a circle of hell set aside especially for the writers of lyrics like that. Wink smile

petit élève    शनि, 23/09/2017 - 22:30

Btw. I had a go at a couple songs of our new prodigy child, and I sure need a native second opinion. Trying a rhyming version was probably pushing my luck quite a bit, but what the heck...