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 friend'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 soul brother sacred

Take it huckleberry

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