FRIEND: We never see you anymore
We call you up but you say
‘Guys not tonight, I’m at home with the girl.’
We can’t believe how much you’ve changed.
You never smile no more
With that crazy bitch suckin' your life away.
I’m having the fellas over
There’s chips & beer.
Just don’t bring her
No don’t bring her
We rented some tittie movies
We’ll watch the game.
Just don’t bring her
No don’t bring her along.
We think there’s something you should know
You ain’t the first to tap that well
Just the last in a long chain of fools.
Man, we ain’t tryin’ to run your life
Hey we’re just asking you
To think with your head not the family jewels
Tell me honestly,
When’s the last time you saw
A movie with Steven Seagal?
Or a good old fashioned Bond film
With Sean Connery
Where the good guy saves the day
Gets the girl, makes the call
Please tell me that you’re lyin’
Would you rather see some swill with Meg Ryan.
Vocals: Jon Wright | James DiGirolamo: Piano, Rhodes, Organ, Loop | Jonathan Trebing: Guitar | Daniel Tashian: Guitar | Marc Pisapia: Drums | James Hags Haggerty: Bass | Backgrounds: Dave Wilson, J. DiGirolamo, J. Wright