| I told my best friend Barbara what a great guy Jimmy was
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| Who ever thought the day would come when Jimmy would be hers
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| My best friend Barbara told me Jimmy’s no good
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| And like a fool I listened to her
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| The way she knew I would
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| My best friend Barbara
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| My best friend Barbara said he cheats and he lies
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| She couldn’t wait for me to break up with him
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| Now Jimmy’s Barbara’s guy
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| My best friend Barbara
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| Look at her — hangin' on his arm
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| Tryin' very hard to please
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| There’s a moral to the story
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| With friends like her
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| Who needs enemies
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| My best friend Barbara, she’s going steady with Jim
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| And every single night I sit up and cry
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| While Barbara’s kissin' him
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| My best friend Barbara
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| Look at her — hangin' on his arm
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| Tryin' very hard to please
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| There’s a moral to the story
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| With friends like her
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| Who needs enemies
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| My best friend Barbara, she’s going steady with Jim
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| And every single night I sit up and cry
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| While Barbara’s kissin' him
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| My best friend Barbara
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| And if it takes me forever and a day
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| I’m gonna steal my Jimmy away from
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| My best friend Barbara
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| Oh, her lipstick’s all a mess
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| She thinks that she’s the best
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| She’s walkin' down the street in a tight yellow dress
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| My best friend Barbara |