[Refrain]
But your friends. they're
no friends to me
I said your friends. they're
no friends to me
You can tell 'em 'bout your
life. I'll gamble
And they'll listen with sweet
concern
You can tell 'em how my life's
a shambles
What I gave, now returned
In the end it's up to us now
That's the way it ought to
be
[Refrain]
'Cause your friends. they're
no friends to me
Your friends. they're no friends
to me
[Bridge]
You can't believe it that
there's nothing up my sleeve
Right behind my back they'll
tell you what you need
[Repeat first verse and second refrain]
© 1983 by Jimmy Bruno
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