Me and my, me and my, me and my, Me and my, me and my friends
Like two sweet peas In an even sweeter pod That's my friend And my friends's named bob Like the devil knows hell I know bob well Well enough to tell you 'bout his 67 smells Well enough to tell you He's a hell-a-swell fellow Well enough to tell you That we know each other better Than we know our selves Like freaks of a feather We rock together I know bob well But I think he knows me better
Me and my, me and my, me and my, Me and my, me and my friends
He's as close to me As a friend can be I'll be standin' by my buddy He'll be standin' by me Just another half of The two headed freak But I need him like My heart needs to beat At this point In this friendly verse I've got to sing a little something That I haven't rehearsed It's about my man And his name is hillel For who my love Is woul brother sacred Take it hickleberry Slim boy take it
Me and my, me and my, me and my, Me and my, me and my friends
Jacky's eyes are closed But he's right on course Because he's guided by The invisible force He drives a kooky green chrysler Bad as anybody's porsche He's a working class drummer He's as strong as a horse
Me and my, me and my, me and my, Me and my, me and my friends
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