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I've known him all my life
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It seems so inconceivable
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At thirteen we shooks hands but we've been always inseparable
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He's cinnamon on my toast, we're so close
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That's not to say we haven't had our share of arguments
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He's so unpredictable he winks acknowledgments
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When I would rather he closed his eye
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Than push me aside
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My hand's a five leaf clover
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It's psalm Sunday over and over
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I never had the luck of swingers
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Til' I was wrapped around your finger
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He's my best friend
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He's my best friend
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He's my best friend
E7
I'm his best friend
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You don't need a brain to have a stroke of genius
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Or a beautiful girl to let down your curls
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Cause growing up is hard enough
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When your a powder keg for powder puffs (whether we're stayin' in or hanging out)
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I'd never ask another on a date to the ball
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He doesn't need a rubber sweater or alcohol
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Cause he gets tipsy from exchanging looks
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And a little misty reading sticky (blue dirty books)
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But he's my best friend
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He's my best friend
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He's my best friend
E7
I'm his best friend
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My hand's a five leaf clover
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It's psalm Sunday over and over
C#
I never had the luck of swingers
F# E7
Til' I was wrapped around your finger
D
He's my best friend (we could hold hands for hours)
E7
He's my best friend (in the bedroom or shower)
D
He's my best friend (I pick him up when he's feelin' down)
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He's my best friend (I guess he's always been hangin' around)
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He's my best friend (he gets lonely now and then)
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He's my best friend (and he gets shy around another men)
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I'm his best friend (it seems I've reached the end of my best friend)