| 作词 : Jellyfish, Manning | |
| i've known him all my life it seems so inconceviable at thirteen we shooks hands but we've been always inseparable he's cinnamon on my toast we're so close that's not to say we haven't had our share of arguments he's so unpredictable he winks acknowledgments when i would rather he closed his eye than push me aside 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 he's my best friend he's my best friend he's my best friend i'm his best friend he's my best friend 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 (whether we're stayin' in or hanging out) 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 but he's my best friend he's my best friend i'm his best friend he's my best friend 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 he's my best friend (we could hold hands for hours) he's my best friend (in the bedroom or shower) he's my best friend (i pick him up when he's feelin down) he's my best friend (i guess he's always been hangin around) he's my best friend (he gets lonely now and then) he's my best friend (and he gets shy around another men) | |
| I'm his best friend (it seems i've reached the end of my best friend) |
| zuo ci : Jellyfish, Manning | |
| i' ve known him all my life it seems so inconceviable at thirteen we shooks hands but we' ve been always inseparable he' s cinnamon on my toast we' re so close that' s not to say we haven' t had our share of arguments he' s so unpredictable he winks acknowledgments when i would rather he closed his eye than push me aside 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 he' s my best friend he' s my best friend he' s my best friend i' m his best friend he' s my best friend 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 whether we' re stayin' in or hanging out 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 but he' s my best friend he' s my best friend i' m his best friend he' s my best friend 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 he' s my best friend we could hold hands for hours he' s my best friend in the bedroom or shower he' s my best friend i pick him up when he' s feelin down he' s my best friend i guess he' s always been hangin around he' s my best friend he gets lonely now and then he' s my best friend and he gets shy around another men | |
| I' m his best friend it seems i' ve reached the end of my best friend |
| zuò cí : Jellyfish, Manning | |
| i' ve known him all my life it seems so inconceviable at thirteen we shooks hands but we' ve been always inseparable he' s cinnamon on my toast we' re so close that' s not to say we haven' t had our share of arguments he' s so unpredictable he winks acknowledgments when i would rather he closed his eye than push me aside 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 he' s my best friend he' s my best friend he' s my best friend i' m his best friend he' s my best friend 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 whether we' re stayin' in or hanging out 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 but he' s my best friend he' s my best friend i' m his best friend he' s my best friend 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 he' s my best friend we could hold hands for hours he' s my best friend in the bedroom or shower he' s my best friend i pick him up when he' s feelin down he' s my best friend i guess he' s always been hangin around he' s my best friend he gets lonely now and then he' s my best friend and he gets shy around another men | |
| I' m his best friend it seems i' ve reached the end of my best friend |
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