You gotta buddy up to the bully;
You gotta give him fifty cents when he wants and try not to wince
You gotta buddy up to the bully
And even if the joke's on you, grit your teeth and grin like a fool
But even if you buddy up, who's to say
He isn't coming for you anyway?
And even if you buddy up, who's to say
He won't decide that it's your day?
Ooh, buddy up, buddy up
You gotta buddy up to the bully
And open up the contents of your lunch that he likes to munch
You gotta give it up for the bully;
You gotta give him some respect for the lives he's handily wrecked
But even if you need it bad, don't ask him for a favor
Because the bully's not a giver; he only is a taker
And if you want to run, ask yourself in what direction;
Heaven knows what terrors lurk outside his circle of protection?
Ooh, buddy up, buddy up
You gotta buddy up to the bully
‘cause when you live on shaky ground, it's good to have a bully around