*Friends 
How many of us have them? 
Friends 
Ones we can depend on 
Friends 
How many of us have them? 
Friends 
Before we go any further, lets be 
Friends* 

Is a word we use everyday 
Most the time we use it in the wrong way 
Now you can look the word up, again and again 
But the dictionary doesnt know the meaning of friends 

And if you ask me, you know, I couldnt be much help 
Because friend is somebody you judge for yourself 
Some are ok, and they treat you real cool 
But some mistake kindness for bein a fool 

We like to be with some, because they're funny 
 [bad word] around when they need some money 
Some you grew up with, around the way 
And you're still real close too this very day 

Homeboys through the Summer, Winter, Spring and Fall 
And then there's some we wish we never knew at all 
And this list goes on, again and again 
But these are the people that we call friends 

When we first went out together, we barely knew each other 
We had no intentions, on [bad word] lovers 
But in no time at all, you became my girl 
Me and you, one on one, against the world 
Talkin on the telephone for hours at a time 
Or else I was at your house, or you was at mine 
Then came the arguements and all kinds of problems 
Besides making love, we had nothing [bad word] 
It couldnt last long because it started out strong 
But I guess we went about the whole thing wrong 
Cause out of nowhere it just came to an end 
Because we became lovers before we were friends 

*Friends 
How many of us have them? 
Friends 
Ones we can depend on 
Friends 
How many of us have them? 
Friends 
Before we go any further, let's be 
Friends* 

You say you and your girlfriend were so tight 
You took her out with you and your guy one night 
She even had a set of keys to your home 
And you shared mostly everything you owned 

But as she shook your hand, she stole your man 
And it was done so swift, it had to be a plan 
Couldn't [bad word] her with cheese, let alone your keys 
With friends like that you dont need enemies 

You wonder how long it was all going on 
And your still not sure if your man is gone 
You say, well if she took him he was never mine 
But deep inside you know thats just another lie 

And now you're kinda cold to the people you meet 
Cause of something that was done to you by some creep 
But nevertheless, I'll say it again 
That these are the people that we call friends 

*Friends 
How many of us have them? 
Friends 
Before we go any further, lets be 
Friends*