It creeps in softly, and
It slips in slow, and
It slides with malice
To the back of your throat
It comes as a friend, and
It comes with a smile, and
It listens to you speak
For a little while
I'm sick on booze
Yer sick with glee
You tell me I'm
A precious thing
Now you're gone
My song is done, and
I can never
Seem to come
My friend
What have you done?
Sylvia Haynes - My Friend Lyrics
Sylvia Haynes - My Friend Lyrics
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It creeps in softly, and
It slips in slow, and
It slides with malice
To the back of your throat
It comes as a friend, and
It comes with a smile, and
It listens to you speak
For a little while
I'm sick on booze
Yer sick with glee
You tell me I'm
A precious thing
Now you're gone
My song is done, and
I can never
Seem to come
My friend
What have you done?
It slips in slow, and
It slides with malice
To the back of your throat
It comes as a friend, and
It comes with a smile, and
It listens to you speak
For a little while
I'm sick on booze
Yer sick with glee
You tell me I'm
A precious thing
Now you're gone
My song is done, and
I can never
Seem to come
My friend
What have you done?
Writer: Sylvia Haynes
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