When you’re out with the boys, ever contemplate not telling her exactly where we’ll be?

And when you’re out with the boys, would you ever contemplate not ditching us as soon as she turns up?

You, you got priorities, but they’re really not sitting that comfortably with me

Mate you know how much you’ve changed? Where’s my buddy I was hanging out with yesterday?

My friend, my friend, my friend it’s best you mend your ways

Or you’ll end up having no friends left that you can bail on

When you’re out with your girl, do you realise no one wants to talk to you

It’s cause you’re such a bore


Miss you pumpkin, I miss you babe. Wish you could hear what you’re saying

Miss you princess, I miss you babe. Makes me sick hearing you say it

Miss you pumpkin, I miss you babe. Miss you princess, I miss you babe

Miss you honey, my little angel

Come every hour of every day, puppies, sunsets, and pretty rainbows

That’s the price you pay


Mate you know how much you’ve changed? Where’s my buddy I was hanging out with yesterday?

My friend, my friend, my friend it’s best you mend your ways

Or you’ll end up having no friends left to hear complain


Guess that’s just the price you pay

All lyrics (c) Don Broco

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