I've known him all my life, it seems so inconceivable At thirteen we shooks hands But we've been always inseparable He's cinnamon on my toast, we're so close That's not to say we haven't had our share of arguments He's so unpredictable he winks acknowledgments When I would rather he closed his eye Push me aside My hand's a five leaf clover It's Palm Sunday over and over I never had the luck of swingers Till I was wrapped around your fingers He's my best friend He's my best friend I'm his best friend He's my best friend You don't need a brain to have a stroke of genius Or a beautiful girl to let down your curls 'Cause growing up is hard enough When your a powderkeg for powderpuffs [Incomprehensible] I'd never ask another on a date to the ball He doesn't need a rubber, sweater or alcohol 'Cause he gets tipsy from exchanging looks And a little misty reading sticky blue dirty books He's my best friend He's my best friend I'm his best friend He's my best friend My hand's a five leaf clover It's Palm Sunday over and over I never had the luck of swingers Till I was wrapped around your fingers He's my best friend (We could hold hands for hours) He's my best friend (In the bedroom or shower) He's my best friend (I pick him up when he's feelin down) He's my best friend (I guess he's always been hangin' around) He's my best friend (He gets lonely now and then) He's my best friend (And he gets shy around another men) I'm his best friend (It seems I've reached the end of my best friend)
I've known him all my life, it seems so inconceivable At thirteen we shooks hands But we've been always inseparable He's cinnamon on my toast, we're so close That's not to say we haven't had our share of arguments He's so unpredictable he winks acknowledgments When I would rather he closed his eye Push me aside My hand's a five leaf clover It's Palm Sunday over and over I never had the luck of swingers Till I was wrapped around your fingers He's my best friend He's my best friend I'm his best friend He's my best friend You don't need a brain to have a stroke of genius Or a beautiful girl to let down your curls 'Cause growing up is hard enough When your a powderkeg for powderpuffs [Incomprehensible] I'd never ask another on a date to the ball He doesn't need a rubber, sweater or alcohol 'Cause he gets tipsy from exchanging looks And a little misty reading sticky blue dirty books He's my best friend He's my best friend I'm his best friend He's my best friend My hand's a five leaf clover It's Palm Sunday over and over I never had the luck of swingers Till I was wrapped around your fingers He's my best friend (We could hold hands for hours) He's my best friend (In the bedroom or shower) He's my best friend (I pick him up when he's feelin down) He's my best friend (I guess he's always been hangin' around) He's my best friend (He gets lonely now and then) He's my best friend (And he gets shy around another men) I'm his best friend (It seems I've reached the end of my best friend)
