he's my best friend
jellyfish
i've known him all my life
it seems so inconceivable
at thirteen we shook hands but we've
he's cinnamon on my toast we're so close
that's not to say we haven't had our
he's so unpredictable he winks acknowledgments
when i would rather he closed his eye
my hand's a five leaf clover
it's palm sunday over and over
i never had the luck of swingers
till i was wrapped around your finger
you don't need a brain to have a stroke of genius
or a beautiful girl to let down your curls
cause growing up is hard enough
when your a powderkeg for powderpuffs
i'd never ask another on a date to the ball
he doesn't need a rubber sweater or alcohol
cause he gets tipsy from exchanging looks
and a little misty reading sticky blue dirty books
my hand's a five leaf clover
it's palm sunday over and over
i never had the luck of swingers
till i was wrapped around your finger