We're gonna write ourselves a song
We'll drive the poetics crazy
I don't think the damn thing's gonna rhyme.
[Instrumental]
I got a friend and I think he's goofy
I guess he thinks the same about me
Guess it really takes one to know one
And you look like an old friend of mine.
[Instrumental]
Out all night and acting crazy
I've been up for two whole days
Turn me over and roll me over
Wind me up for one more rhyme.
[Instrumental]
Well, he called me friend and he called me brother
I called him back but he was gone
He took my songs and he took my money
But the jokes on him he's the friend of a fool
Of a fool, of a fool.
[Instrumental]
You get a pen and I'll get a paper
We're gonna write ourselves a song
We'll drive the poetics crazy
I don't think the damn thing's gonna rhyme...