5 augusti 2010



You call me up in the mornings,
we'll stay on the phone until dawning.
You tell me secrets I actually keep.
You call me up around noon and
bring me all the good gossip.
You hold my head when I throw up,
I hold your hand when you weep

And we talk about friends and we talk about records,
talk about life and we'll talk about death.
And we dance in the living room, dance on the sidewalks,
dance in the movies, dance at the festivals, dance, dance.
No men ever really dance like this

Damn! I wish I was a ****
Damn! I wish I was a ****
Damn! I wish I was, and that you were too

You call me up in the evenings,
and tell me what they did this time.
No matter what, I'm by your side.
When it's raining, we'll go to the video store (orsabibliotek ;)).
We even like the same movies.
No damn jedis or hobbits this time

And you laugh at my jokes and I laugh at your jokes,
and I even like the birthday presents you get me.
And we dance in the living room, dance on the sidewalks
dance in the movies, dance at the festivals, let's dance, dance
No men ever really dance like this

Damn! I wish I was a ****
Damn! I wish I was a ****
Damn! I wish I was, and that you were tooooooo!



My best friend.

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