My Friends

Ha ha

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

My friends