Now, Do You Call That A Buddy

I live here, boy

Now, I don't dig you



Took you for my friend, thought you were my pal

But now I found out you're tryin' to jive my gal

All shut eyes ain't 'sleep and all goodbyes ain't gone

I'm help to myself; you're tryin' to do me wrong



Do you call that a buddy?

(No, no)

Could that be your buddy?

(No, no)

I'm gonna shoot my buddy

(Yeah, yeah)

He's just a dirty guy

(Shoot him in the foot, shoot him in the foot)



Treated you like a friend, what more could I do?

I had an idea I could trust in you

You ate up all my rice and my stew beef

And tried to help me cut off the home beneath



Do you call that a buddy?

(No, no)

Could that be your buddy?

(No, no)

I'm gonna kill my buddy

(Yeah, yeah)

He's just a dirty guy

(Yeah, terminate him, terminate him)



I wish you were dead and under the ground

'Cause a man like you just shouldn't be around

You's loathe as a temple and slick as grease

I'm gonna turn you over to the chief of police



Do you call that a buddy?

(No, no)

Could that be your buddy?

(No, no)

I'm gonna part with my buddy

(Yeah, yeah)

He's just a dirty guy