Friend/Enemy - ID Rather Be High Than Get f**ed Any Day Of The Week lyrics

As a boy I saw myself as a man dying violently in a woman's arms or at least now I imagine I must have Weren't they bumping heads at the vatican the morning I was born that I might dance like magnets like this with my friend's wife tonight Every sarah every Rachel every Jen Every Bobby every Steve and every Phil I want the parents to whisper the kids carving my name into their arms for how I dipped her, how I spinned her how she was sitting on my lap and sipping on my beer just like I was her uncle I'm friendly to strangers. I'm just friendly to strangers Every sarah every Rachel every Jen Every Bobby every Steve and every Phil And I swear I'm gonna smash my guitar one of these days Nina Pinta Santa Maria And every springtime the same kitchen Dawn and dusk. Peanut bu*ter and pears