The odds have built up of the chance you're going down,
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'Cos you're looking pretty guilty in the court of the crown,
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And my friend's getting eager to complete this mission,
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It's better all round just to sign the confession.
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Doesn't matter if you're innocent or guilty as hell,
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My friend's got a feeling that you're feeling unwell,
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Who cares about the truth, the truth's there to bend,
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Do as I say I'm your only friend.
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The wicked step father that took a step farther,
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Played the patron saint in his shining armour,
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With his sword of power and shield to protect you,
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Tongue hanging out 'cos he's going to get you.
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You know I want to hug you, you know I want to kiss you,
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I't's your dear old pop and you know I really miss you,
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In the pantomime of life look out he's behind you,
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Says no I'm just here to remind you.
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Best friend I'm all that you've got,
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Pretend best friend if you like it or not,
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Pretend best friend so don't talk to them,
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You've got to talk to me 'cos I'm your best friend.
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Call yourself a friend,
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That drives me round the bend,
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You call me when you like,
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And call me what you like.
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Was it the father or the son or the holy ghost,
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The butler in the kitchen or the gameshow host,
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The policeman on the corner who'll show you the way,
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The geezer with a beard comes on Xmas day.
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Could be your mother or your father or your sister or your brother,
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Doesn't matter who it is they'll say there ain't no other,
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Might never see 'em or you meet them every day,
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But who gives a damn when you hear them say.
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Best friend I'm all that you've got,
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Pretend best friend if you like it or not,
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Pretend best friend so don't talk to them,
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You've got to talk to me 'cos I'm your best friend.
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