I've got a friend
Shows me all the good times
Tells me I look better
Chews me up and spits me out
And then walks my ass home.
And sings a song
When I am gone, gone, gone.
My little friend
Shoots me up and down town
When I can't get me drunk enough
To pick me out the pieces
Of a place I call home.
To sing a song
Til I'm gone, gone, gone.
No.