Now folks, we shall tell a tragic girl story
that will take the shine off our welfare society gloria
And the girl was called Anne-Marie, she was like you and me;
not of best societal class, but full off attractions
May I so remain, said Anne-Marie

And school went fine but she wasn't best in her class
But she was satisfied and happy, that's what you're supposed to be in the middle class
But the world seemed pretty small and live kind of dull
She realized she has to move from home at last
Now is the time of freedom, said Anne-Marie

And Anne-Marie was 19 yeards old and so it was time to fuck
And the girls were shy because the boys were drunk
And did they talk shit, and did they stink of beer and wine
och looked and fumbled but could not find their way in
The came the cock passing by, said Anne-Marie

But the next time went better, Anne-Marie got knocked up
and that wasn't bad for being the first night
What do I do now, said Annie-Marie, now that I am with children?
Should I marry or should I not marry the man?
The one that lives she shall see, Said Anne-Marie

And Jesus Christ, said Anne-Marie I can feel it twitching
It should be possible right to live without crutches
I invest in myself and the one thats soon to come out
And I shall see and you shall see what the outcome will become
I stand fast, I stand free, said Anne-Marie

But loneliness and child became with time hard to carry
and that and much more our Anne-Marie came to learn
And even though things went forward she also faced many blows
Dissapointment kept growing, growing, growing every day
Are you girl you get nothing, Said Anne-Marie

But dont lose grip now, keep on fighting
Let splendidly filled work days ease pain and sorrow
Sometimes she got to hear: "You that are so pretty and wise
shouldnt have to carry a working womans dress"
Oh what a philosphy, said Anne-Marie

I'm not impressed by such speech, I do whatever I want
and many are the men that I've danced with
The weird is that if he is stupider than me
he'll still end up being my boss one day
That is the melody of society, said Anne-Marie

It is unfair, I shall lock my boss in the bathroom
It may sound mean but he can sit on the seat
Then she began working but he lost his temper
and blew up the door, shat and said that the company was his
That is your theory, said Anne-Marie

-I do part of the work, I also want to decide
-Shut up and dissapear and I shall give you 5 cents
-But I have a kid, said Anne-Marie, I need a job
-With your clever head I'm sure you'll be fine
-You need fantasy, said Anne-Marie

But,
It wasn't about the head it was about the entire body
She couldnt reach the top because she lacked a tiny pecker
She was filled slowly with a growing bitterness
You get a part, you don't get all that is my experience
And is this supposed to be called life, said Anne-Marie

A life like that could no real human endure
I don't want this anymore, I'll end my days
I place trust in my daugther, she that comes after me
said Anne-Marie and went up the attic to hang herself
Now my time has passed, said Anne-Marie

But understand it the right way, what we've given as example
and keep struggling, you, and fight against a destructive rollplay
Our end about Anne-Marie is not defintive
and nothing will be the same as long life gives birth to life
You need fantasy, like Anne-Marie