D G Well I shoulda known better with a friend like youA D You'd get me in trouble like you always doG Drop by the house to write a song or twoA D Then we wind up drunk in the afternoonG A And we tell a joke, light up a smokeD G Laugh about how we're both so brokeD A And tell each other we're gonna make it somedayG A One verse to go, and even thoughD G They'll never play us on the radioD A D Hell we ain't in it for the money anyway Well our friends are all working and they don't understand Creative juices flow from a 12-oz can A pile of empties when the day is through Well I shoulda known better with a friend like you (repeat chorus) Well I better sober up, I've got a gig tonight You said "Have another" and I said "Alright" Well I missed my gig, now I guess I'm screwed Shoulda known better with a friend like you (repeat chorus)
Friend Like You
Mark David Manders
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