My Friend lyrics by Paper Lions. We're pushing out the door The winner isn't last We rise up through the floor You jump the hatch and then come crashing down...
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We're pushing out the door
The winner isn't last
We rise up through the floor
You jump the hatch and then come crashing down
The best show off of all
You call out and your arm is pulp
I know you are my friend
And if I never met you
I would be different
He makes the casting call
While we gain thirty pounds
We decorate the walls
Tell stories that we never tell again
The laughing camera shakes
It's funny how we never got the take
I know you are my friend
And if I never met you
I would be different
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