Me and my, me and my, me and my,
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me and my, me and my friends
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Like two sweet peas
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in an even sweeter pod
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that's my friend
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and my friends's named Bob
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like the devil knows hell
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I know Bob well
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well enough to tell you
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'bout his 67 smells
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well enough to tell you
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he's a hell-a-swell fellow
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well enough to tell you
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that we know each other better
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than we know our selves
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like freaks of a feather
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we rock together
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I know Bob well
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but I think he knows me better
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Me and my, me and my, me and my,
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me and my, me and my friends
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He's as close to me
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as a friend can be
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I'll be standin' by my buddy
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he'll be standin' by me
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just another half of
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the two headed freak
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but I need him like
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my heart needs to beat
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at this point
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in this friendly verse
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I've got to sing a little something
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that I haven't rehearsed
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it's about my man
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and his name is Hillel
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for who my love
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is woul brother sacred
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take it hickleberry
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slim boy take it
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Me and my, me and my, me and my,
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me and my, me and my friends
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Jacky's eyes are closed
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but he's right on course
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because he's guided by
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the invisible force
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he drives a kooky green chrysler
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bad as anybody's porsche
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he's a working class drummer
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he's as strong as a horse
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Me and my, me and my, me and my,
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me and my, me and my friends
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Me & My Friends
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| Red Hot Chili Peppers |
