Peer pressuring me to write this for you,
Ha ha willy you really haven't a clue,
Sounds like a love letter when it's really not,
Tommy, Bertie what one of your friends haven't I got?
I class you as my best friend so lets be honest now,
Cailin ended up with you... I still wonder how!
Lets hope I meet no more of your friends,
'Cos one things leads to another and we all know how it ends,
I first met you the day Cailins boob fell out,
Hold on one second let me roll a snout,
The faces you pull crack me and dave up,
That's one boy I haven't got ... Raise your cup!
Some people got shallow and mad at you,
But like I said your my best friend and I love you too.
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