That love is just a four letter word Seems like only yesterday I left my mind behind Down in the gypsy cafe With a friend of a friend of mine She sat with a baby heavy on her knee Yet spoke of life most free from slavery With eyes that showed no trace of

You ought to be with me If you want to be a friend of mine You ought to be with me until I die Sit right down and talk to me About how you want to be Yeah, you ought to be with me Thinking about what people do Talking about how I love you Thinking

Oh even if we're ready or not Ready or not but I waste no time I'm headin' out with some friends of mine Holdin' on to what we've got Ready or not but they're back in town The word is out that this time around They'll be lettin' go with all they've got

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na Why did you listen to that man, that man's a balloon Won't you come here and stay with me Why don't you come here and stay with me Oh, you gotta get out and get back to me John, you gotta get out and get back to me I'm getting

I like it ice cold, I take it with a lime, Canadian, Mexican, Heineken, American, they're all real good friends of mine I like it in a mug, in a bottle, or a cup, I like it with a shot Friday, the week was long Can't wait to get my twist-off off One sip

And we roll I take off time to time With those crazy friends of mine Head out on steel horses With wheels and we ride We burn up that road to old Mexico Blend in with the desert Just we amigos Cowboys like us sure do have fun

Well, that's nothin' (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh,