Friends of Friends

I wanna go! On the 14 street In old New York I'd rather be home But it's all the same Crowded places and planes New Amsterdam and Much is call and your girlfriend is coming home You got friends of new friends And friends that are old friends And friends are Got a cheap dress on And the life My hat and guff My money please Oh much is You're the bird black hair I'd rather be home My president step When I call you don't pick up anymore But I've got friends of new friends And friends of old friends And friends enough! When I call you don't pick up anymore But I've got friends of a new friends And friends got old friends And friends enough