(Hey Bud, You've Got Something in Your Teeth)
Best friends, what are they good for?
I'm told that they're like angels
Gifts from God that help you through.
I'm told that they're like a never-ending sunny day
That makes the world a bright place for you.
All these sugar coated similes that make them perfect.
Sure they're there for you, but they're not perfect.
They're job is more honest and simple than you tell me
Your vague, flawless descriptions of only happy things -
They leave out so much that best friends really do.
So drop the complicated crap that best friends are only all things holy
And I'll tell you what best friends really do.
They come to your house for no special reason
Just to hang around.
They aren't embarrassed to tell you
When your fly is down.
They tell you when you look stupid
Before you go out and look like a fool.
They try to be nice and fib
Saying something ugly looks really cool.
They save your reputation
Saying when you've got snot in your nose.
They tell you when you've got something in your teeth
Before anyone else knows.
When you're in trouble
They leap into action.
They act like morons in public with you
Just to see your embarrassed reaction.
They share that 'obsession' you have
Making you feel less insane.
They 'clearly' let you know it
When you're acting like a pain.
They slap you in the face
Before you turn into a crazy wreck.
They make fun of you
To keep your ego in check.
They do silly everyday shit that somehow
Makes you laugh so hard you cry.
They share in those incredible moments
That you'll never forget until the day you die.