| I want to be good, I want to be strong
|
| But I treated him bad, I’ve done him wrong
|
| I’ve taken his money, I’m given him hell
|
| And he takes it all 'cause he knows me well
|
| We can say what we mean and mean what we say
|
| We don’t like to mess around
|
| But we’re there to hold each other up When we’re falling down
|
| Just like an old friend
|
| Putting me on my feet again
|
| Giving me back my pride then
|
| Letting me go Just like an old friend
|
| Putting me in my place again
|
| Giving me back my hope then
|
| Letting me know that he’s an old friend
|
| I don’t suffer no fools *I testify*
|
| But he must be one for being by my side
|
| I’ve broken his heart
|
| I’ve shaken his tree
|
| But still he doesn’t want anything from a fool like me We won’t talk for a year or two
|
| Maybe when we do we won’t say much
|
| Even so we know that out of mind is never out of touch
|
| We’re having a man-to-man
|
| Don’t want to get sentimental
|
| But both of us understand
|
| We’ll never have to say goodbye, just see you later |