Buddy

She's comin over

We'll go out walkin'

Make a call on the way

She's in the phone booth now

I'm lookin' in

There comes a smile on her face

There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday

There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday

I'm too much with my self

I won't be someone else

I'm too much with my self

I won't be someone else

I'm too much with my self

I won't be someone else

So we take off out Fiona's door

Walk untill it's light outside

Like before when we were on the phone

We have to laugh,

To look at each other

We have to laugh,

Cause we're not alone

As the cars fly up King street

It's enough to startle us

It's enough to startle us

I love my drug buddy

My drug

My drug buddy

I love,

My drug buddy

My drug

My drug buddy