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You get a pen and I'll get a paper
We're gonna write ourselves a song
We'll drive the poetics crazy
Don't think the damn thing's gonna rhyme

I got a friend and I think he's goofy
I guess he thinks the same about me
Guess it really takes one to know one
And you look like an old friend of mine

Out all night and acting crazy
I've been up for two whole days
Turn me over and roll me over
Wind me up for one more rhyme

Well, he called me friend and he called me brother
I called him back, he was gone
Took my songs and he took my money
But the jokes on him, he's the friend of a fool
Of a fool of a fool

You get a pen and I'll get a paper
We're gonna steal ourselves a song
We'll drive the poetics crazy
The damn thing's just might rhyme
You get a pen and I'll get a paper   We're gonna write ourselves a song   We'll drive the poetics crazy   Don't think the damn thing's gonna rhyme      I got a friend and I think he's goofy   I guess he thinks the same about me   Guess it really takes one to know one   And you look like an old friend of mine      Out all night and acting crazy   I've been up for two whole days   Turn me over and roll me over   Wind me up for one more rhyme      Well, he called me friend and he called me brother   I called him back, he was gone   Took my songs and he took my money   But the jokes on him, he's the friend of a fool   Of a fool of a fool      You get a pen and I'll get a paper   We're gonna steal ourselves a song   We'll drive the poetics crazy   The damn thing's just might rhyme