My stomach aches
My hair stands on end
And I don’t think
It’s good news
Joana’s always been right on time
But now it’s halfway through the month
I don’t know what to say
Nothing’s happening
Oh, Joana
what’s up with you this month?
There’s no sign
I can’t get it off my mind
I’m so worried about you
My daughter, your body was pure
You were clever and strong
What’s happened to you?
I’m worried sick
It’s like a flood
Sweeping everything away
Palu tells me he reckons
Some boy’s responsible
Oh, Joana,
what’s up with you this month?
There’s no sign
I can’t get it off my mind
I’m so worried about you