Buddy

She's comin' over

We'll go out walking

Make a call on the way

She's in the phone booth now

I'm lookin' in

There comes a smile on her face

There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday

There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday

Yea

I'm too much with myself

I wanna be someone else

I'm too much with myself

I wanna be someone else

I'm too much with myself

I wanna be someone else

So we take off out Fiona's door

Walk until it's light outside

Like before when you were on the phone

We have to laugh to look at each other

We have to laugh 'cause we're not alone

As the cars fly up King Street

It's enough to startle us

It's enough to startle us

I love my drug buddy

My drug, my drug buddy

I love my drug buddy

My drug, my drug buddy