ŞARKI SÖZÜ
i've known him all my life
it seems so inconceviable
at thirteen we shooks hands but we've
been always inseparable
he's cinnamon on my toast we're so
close
that's not to say we haven't had our
share of arguments
he's so unpredictable he winks
acknowledgments
when i would rather he closed his eye
than push me aside
my hand's a five leaf clover
it's palm sunday over and over
i never had the luck of swingers
till i was wrapped around your finger
he's my best friend
he's my best friend
he's my best friend
i'm his best friend
he's my best friend
