Me And My Friends

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