My Best Friend

My best friend was a blue jean’d cutie

With long pigtails she was a real true beauty

She could bait her hook with the boys like me

And she wasn’t afraid to shinny up those trees

She used to say that I didn’t play fair

With a frog in her soda and me pulling her hair

Even though we didn’t seem to have a clue

I think somehow that we always knew

She’d be my best friend

She is my best friend

She’s the girl next door

Who brought so much more

Oh ya. She’s my best friend.

My best friend was a blue jean’d cutie

At the high school dance she would shake her booty

Her daddy got mad when the band played long

But she’d yell for more when they played our songs

When the days were long and our nights were free

I’d try to hug her and she’d kiss me

When it got dark we’d catch fireflies

And she’d stare at me with those big green eyes

Cuz she was my best friend

She is my best friend.

She’s the girl next door

Who brought so much more.

Oh ya. She’s my best friend.

Now my best friend is a blue jean’d cutie

With no makeup on - she’s a real true beauty

She’s no princess you put on a shelf

And she likes me just like she likes herself

We still go down to the old oak tree

Where she first carved that she loved me

We still catch fish by the morning light

Now with our little girl - and smiles so bright.

It’s my job now that she know

Her daddy loves her mommy so…

Cuz she my best friend

Ya. She’s my best friend

She’s the girl next door

Who brought so much more

Ya. She’s my best friend.

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