I'm only getting in where I fit in This a two-seater you cannot sit in I got a dub in the rear end I got caught when I fucked her friend Say I wouldn't do it and did it again I got some dogs who want me to win Went to the lot and bought a new Benz I hit

I know you called I know you hung up my line I can't be your alibi You don't have to take the bar exam to see What you've done is ignoramus 103 What've I got to hang my hat on? You don't have a pot to pee in All this just to be your friend

We’re still living in the city In a tiny rental made of wood We’ve loved and we’ve lost friends Time and time again Like ripples in a stream quietly die Every party’s got its pity Especially when it’s time to go Between the sun and all its moons The

Top Jimmy cooks, top Jimmy swings He's got the look Some friends of mine, just the other night, Went to hear this cool cat blow They say he sang so good that the roof fell in, And they didn't even stop the show They don't remember the place, but they

This time has gotta be our last time Here we are again going in this cheap place What if was seen by a friend and they recognize our face We both know that it's wrong we both should be at home I know that you want me just as much as I want you You've got

If ya want to get to get to know me it ain't that hard It's sitting on some Goodyears there in the yard Baptized in dirty water, handed down to me from my father Got some dents, got some dings, been my best friend since I was 16 If ya wanna know, wanna

Whats your name? Ey' girl wassup' I wanna know who you are Cause girl you got me, you got a brother wondering if you wanna, meet me in the I can be you friend till the end- till the end Girl, wassup' I'm going crazy

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em And I ain't got the time, money on my mind Only thing they're good for is leaving I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends I've had it up to the ceiling Is there anybody real out here? Got my middle, middle up

Losing hope is easy When your only friend is gone And every time you look around Well, it all, it all just seems to change I got a faulty parachute I got a stranger's friend An exciting change in My butchers blend A symbol on the ceiling