There are friends, there are acquaintances But who you gonna call at four in the morn Like a friend who will hang out Down at the waffle house When you're trying to sober up from the night before
Everybody needs a friend like that One to share his last six pack A friend who will be there forever more
You need someone who can make you shake the blues Brother to brother a friend through and through Someone to talk to when you don't know what to do Someone who'll take a bullet for you
It's last call, start a fight wth the whole damn bar And you got my back even though you know we're gonna lose I use my one phone call down at the county jail Cause I know I can count on you to come and pay my bail