Well it's hard not to crumble   Under the pressure of an angry woman (x2)      See her stare   Beneath her furrowed brow   And all those things unsaid   Leave me wondering how   We're the angriest of women   And we're the silliest of men      I've got a friend for you   A friend with the old friend blues      Well it's been some years   And I've thrown some fights   Bad blood and a bottle of wine   Get drunk before you see the light      And I've got a friend for you   A friend with the old friend blues (x2)