Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends.

Like two sweet peas
In an even sweeter pod
Thats my friend
And my friendss named Bob
Like the devil knows hell
I know Bobby well
Well enough to tell you
bout his 67 smells
Well enough to tell you
Hes a hell-a-swell-a fella
Well enough to tell you
That we know each other better
Than we know our selves
Like freaks of a feather
We rock together
I know Bob well
But I think he knows me better

Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

Hes as close to me
As a friend can be
Ill be standin by my buddy
Hell be standin by me
Just another half of
The two headed freak
But I need him like
My heart needs to beat
At this point
In this friendly verse
Ive gotta sing a little something
That I havent rehearsed
Its about my man
And his name is Hillel
For whom my love
is soul-brother sacred
Take it Hickleberry
Slim boy take it

Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

Jackys eyes are closed
But hes right on course
Because hes guided by
The invisible force
He drives a kooky green Chrysler
Bad as anybodys Porsche
Hes a working class drummer
Hes as strong as a horse

Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends