Frida I can hear how you work, practising hard
Playing night and day, wo-oh
And it sounds better now, yes you improve
Everytime you play, wo-oh

But it's bad
You're so sad
And you're only smiling
When you play your violin

Agnetha, Frida dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle
To be so near you and not just hear you
Dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle
I think then maybe you'd see me, baby

You'd be mine
And we'd be together all the time
Wish I was dumb dumb diddle, your darling fiddle
Frida But I think, you don't know that I exist

I'm the quiet kind, wo-oh
From the day when I first listened to you
You've been on my mind, wo-oh
You don't care

It's not fair
And you're only smiling
When you play your violin
Agnetha, Frida dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle

To be so near you and not just hear you
Dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle
I think then maybe you'd see me, baby
You'd be mine

And we'd be together all the time
Dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle
To be so near you and not just hear you
Dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle

I think then maybe you'd see me, baby
You'd be mine
And we'd be together all the time
Wish I was dumb dumb diddle, your darling fid

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Writer(s): Benny Goeran Bror Andersson, Bjoern K. Ulvaeus, Ingela Birgitta Forsman