| Thereâs a picture that I carry, |
| One we made some time ago |
| If they ask whoâs in the picture with me, |
| I say just a girl I used to know |
| Just a girl, I used to go around with |
| Just a friend, from long ago, |
| I donât tell them how lost I am without her |
| I say sheâs just a girl I used to know |
| Say, sheâs just another girl now |
| Just a flame, thatâs lost itâs glow |
| And I say, her name has slipped my mind now, |
| And sheâs just a girl I used to know |
| Just a girl, I used to spend some tIme with |
| Just a friend, from long ago |
| I donât talk about the nights I cry about her |
| I say sheâs just, a girl I used to know |