Lyrics
I'm a good guy for a gal,
So won't you look my palm over?
I've got time for a chat,
So won't you tell me my future?
I'm gonna break down at fifty,
And I'm not quite a stallion.
I'm a good guy for a gal,
And I'm mentally slipping.
Oh yeah, oh yeah,
What's that ya' see?
Oh boy, find out what's up with me
Oh yeah, oh yeah,
What's that ya' see?
Tell me more of what's gonna be.
If you're friends with P.
Well, then you're friends with me.
If you're down with P.
Well, then you're down with me.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends...
Somebody's fame and fortune,
Is gonna come to me early.
I get two loves in my life,
And I'm dying at 90.
Oh yeah, oh yeah,
What's that ya' see?
Oh boy, find out what's up with me
Oh yeah, oh yeah,
What's that ya' see?
Tell me more of what's gonna be.
If you're friends with P.
Well, then you're friends with me.
If you're down with P.
Well, then you're down with me.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
If you're friends with P.
Well, then you're friends with me.
If you're down with P.
Well, then you're down with me.
If you're friends with P.
Well, then you're friends with me.
If you're down with P.
Well, then you're down with me.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
Friends of P.
