Hey hey mama
Mama what you tryin' to do?
You keep on talkin' to me

'Till your face turns blue
Well do you think I'm a young boy
Yet to make up my mind?

Well I'm just castin' all my toys
I'm gonna leave what's behind me behind
I'm gonna leave what's behind me behind

I saw an old high school friend
Just the other day
He didn't ask me how I'd been

He asked me how was my pay
Now do you call this a friendship?
Judging from what I said

If you do I've a real tip
Ain't nobody gonna know about my bread
Ain't nobody gonna know about my bread, Yah yah yaaaaahhh...

If you got somebody, that you can trust to the very end
I said if you do I want to be like you
'Cause you sure got a real good friend

You sure got a real good friend
Friend
Friend

Yah...
Woah...
Woah...

Woah... get it
Woah.. yah... get it
Aaaaahhh... Woah

C'mon... c'mon
Yah... yah
Yah

Woah
Yah... woah... get it
Yah