Fast Talking, Slow Walking

I'm a fast-talking Smooth-walking Hard-living man When I'm on And I'm a wild lover Close brother I like it warm When I come home And ain't it hard to find A guide in this life at all? I'm not alone But I'm feeling lucky 'Cause I've got the dearest Friends of all I'm a fast-moving Hip-shooting Sharp-suited guy When I'm on Oh, yeah Well, it's a hearts-grabber Rough rider You can sit right down Between some coil, yeah Well ain't it hard to find A friend in this life at all? Well, I'm on a call But I'm feeling lucky 'Cause I've got the dearest Friends of all When the winter's biting down, oh yeah And your coat can't keep you warm If the rain is slow with you Givе me a call Give me a call And I'm a high-stеpping Go-getting Know where I'm heading Steady on the road Ah, yeah Don't wanna be Too possessive Too agressive Sometimes you've got You've got to stand up tall Ain't it hard to find A guide in this world at all? I'm on the phone 'Cause I'm feeling lucky 'Cause I've got the dearest Friends of all Well, I'm a fast-talking Smooth-walking Hard-living man Hard-living man When I'm on Oh, yeah Well, I'm a no-messing Low-stressing Pink-bellied guy I can't turn on Oh, no Ain't it hard to find A guide in this world at all? That ain't all, though 'Cause I'm feeling lucky 'Cause I've got the dearest Friends of all Oh, oh, oh ah yeah Fast-talking Smooth-walking guy Hard-living Sharp-dressing No-messing Low-swooping No-sleeping A three-pint-drinking Dough-fiending Head-bruising No-fooling Keep on cooling Wild, wild yeah Wilde lover Cold, cold brother Call me, why don't you call? Call me, call me any time you want Yeah, I've got The dearest friends of all