Well I guess I guess we got them Fitted out some guits playing music Sitting on the rooftops, just doing what they do
But I just watch cuz I'm not into what they doing Cuz I got more to do
My friends, my friends, my friends How could I do it without them? They're out of their minds And one-of-a-kind, my friends Yeah
Well I guess I guess we got them Pretty girls who want little parties Rolling in the bathrooms, and sipping on Bacardi
They sniffing that snow, they think I don't know Stains on my floor And still they tiptoe through my kitchen and The flame glows from the tip of their stokes
And I guess I don't care At least they'll always be there
My friends, my friends, my friends How could I do it without them? They're out of their minds And one-of-a-kind, my friends
Well, I guess they're out of line sometimes But still, they're the best friends of mine Why do they always, why do they always Get so out of hand, I don't understand Oh no no no no no
My friends, my friends, my friends How could I do it without them? They're out of their minds And one-of-a-kind, my friends Yeah
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