Frida He Stands

Towering Over Me Beside My Bed

Losing His Head

Tells Me

I Must Take Him Seriously

Droning On The Usual Way

He's Such A Clever Guy

And I Wonder

Should I Laugh Or Cry

He's Dressed

In The Striped Pyamas That I Bought

Trousers Too Short

Gives Me

On His Small Philosophy

Carries On The Way He Does

And Me I Get So Tired

And I Wonder

Should I Laugh Or Cry

Agnetha, Frida High And Mighty, His Banner Flies

A Fool's Pride In His Eyes

Standing There On His Toes

To Grow In Size

All I See Is A Big Balloon

Halfway Up To The Moon

He's Wrapped Up In The Warm

And Save Cocoon

Of An Eternal Lie

So Should I Laugh Or Cry

Frida Strange How

Dangerously Indifferent I Have Grown

Cold As A Stone

No More

Pain As There Was Pain Before

Far Away He Rambles On

I Feel My Throat Go Dry

And I Wonder

Should I Laugh Or Cry

Agnetha, Frida High And Mighty, His Banner Flies

A Fool's Pride In His Eyes

Standing There On His Toes

To Grow In Size

All I See Is A Big Balloon

Halfway Up To The Moon

He's Wrapped Up In The Warm

And Save Cocoon

Of An Eternal Lie

So Should I Laugh Or Cry