Lyrics:Just A Friend
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(Tally Hall's lyrical addition/changes have been added in parentheses)
Have you ever met a girl that you tried to date but a year to make love she wanted you to wait? Well, let me tell you a story of my situation. I was talking to this girl from the U.S. Nation. The way that I met her was on tour at a concert. She had long hair and a short mini-skirt. I just got on stage dripping, pouring with sweat. I was walking through the crowd and guess who I met? I whispered in her ear "Come to the picture booth so I can ask you some questions to see if you’re a hundred proof." I asked her her name. She said "Blah-blah-blah," she had 9/10 pants and a very big bra. I took a couple of flicks and she was enthused. I said, "How'd you like the show?" She said, "I was very amused." I started throwing bass, she started throwing back mid-range. But when I popped (swung) the question, she acted kind of strange. When I asked if she had a man, she tried to pretend. She said "No, I don’t. I only have a friend." (C'mon!) Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend. Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend. So I took Blah-blah’s word for it at this time. I thought, having a friend couldn’t be no crime. 'Cause I got friends and that’s a fact; like Agnes, Agatha, Germaine, and Jack. But forget about them, let’s go into the story about a girl named Blah-blah-blah that adored me. So we started talking, getting familiar. Spending a lot of time so that we could build a relationship... or some understanding how it’s gonna be in the future we was planning. Everything sounded so dandy and sweet, I had no idea I was in for a treat. After this was established everything was cool. The tour was over and she went back to school. I called every day to see how she was doing. But every time I called her it seemed something was brewing. So, I called on my dime, picked up and called again. (*ring* Hello?) "Hey, yo, who was that?" "Oh, he’s just a friend." (Hahahahahaha! OH NO!) Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend. Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend. (Damn, girl. What you want from me, I'll give you anything. You want any kind of subscription to a magazine? Give you a potato? A mask of some sort? I love you.) So I went to her college on a surprise visit. To see my girl that was so exquisite. It was a school day. I knew she was there. The first semester of the school year. I went to the gate to ask where was her dorm. This guy made me fill out a visitors form. So I did and I was on my way to see my baby girl, I was happy to say. I rolled up to her dormitory. "Yo, could you tell me where is Door 3?" He told me where it was and for the moment, I didn’t know that I was in for such an event. I went to her room. I opened the door. "Oh, snap!" Guess what I saw?! A fella tongue-kissing my girl in the mouth, I was so in shock my heart went down south. Please listen to the message that I say. Don’t ever talk to a girl who says she just has a friend! Oh baby, you. You got what I need. (Doo-wah) But you say he’s just a friend. (Hawley improv) But you say he’s just a friend. Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend. Oh baby, you! Girl.