Letras:
Best Friend Tom

tell her thanks a lot I cannot move My fingers are all in a knot I don't have the strength To get up and take another shot And my best friend, my doctor

tell her thanks a lot I cannot move My fingers are all in a knot I don't have the strength To get up and take another shot And my best friend, my doctor

: Maybe I'll treat you better Maybe I'll be your friend Maybe I'll wear your sweater Maybe I'll find some time To go shopping And buy you nicer clothes

bailing with a double barrel Cause uh, my skin is my sin And all I need is knowledge of self and ammunition is my best friend When it's time to roll nigga

this dude, now I'm back in the tree Now I'm hanging out backstage with my very best friends: Alec Baldwin and Tom Petty! Get the fuck out of here! What? Now. Tom

good old friend of mine "Come on over to my place bring yourself and a bottle of wine" So I put on my leathers and I tried to look my best but I was

so this stuff done extra slow Time and time you starin at my pic like a peepin tom I gotta thank tom for myspace where it started from So if you're my friend

's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on T.V. and just let loose, but can't But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose "My

two friends are thicker So come one friend, come two friend, come all United we stand, divide your legs so I can fall in your bowl of cherries, Kerrie is so very thick thicker than the Dick Tom