Thursday, November 8, 2007

My Friend Stan

My friend Stan needs to make a new plan
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
He tells me he’s been fired and’s no longer required
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
And from the way you blacked his eye,
Oh Eamonn, you’re the reason why,
And from the day he walked on by
You’ve been gunning for him
Really gunning for him.

My friend Bobby says he needs a new hobby,
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
Because he’s lost his job and he needs a few bob,
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
And from the way he seemed to cry,
Oh Eamonn, you’re the reason why,
And from the way his smile was wry,
Its not bothering him,
No, not bothering him.

My friend John says he’s sorry Stan’s gone
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
He says he’s wished Stan well but it all went to hell,
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
And from the way he said goodbye,
Its clear that Stan’s hung out to dry,
And from the way he fixed his tie,
He’s abandoning him,
He’s abandoning him,
He’s abandoning him,
He’s abandoning him
Oh yeah.

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