Friends Of P. Lyrics

I'm a good guy for a gal
So won't you look my palm over
I've got time for a chat
So won't you tell me my future

I'm gonna break down at fifty
and I'm not quite a stallion
I'm a good guy for a gal
and I'm mentally slipping

Oh yeah, Oh yeah, whats that you see?
Oh boy, find out, whats up with me
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, whats that you see?
Tell me, more of what's gonna be

If your friends with P., well then your friends with me
If you down with P., well then your down with me
Friends of P., Friends of P., Friends of P.
Friends

Somebody's fame a fortune
is gonna come to them early
I get two loves in my life
and I'm dying at 90