Tiptoeing around these fools again I know that we can't stand a single one of them So if you want to blow this joint I'm right behind you Won't look twice Fuck these guys We don't need them And yeah, that's what friends are for That's what friends are for Lighting up in your beater car Screw your ex, he's a bitch And so are all his friends I wouldn't say a god damn thing to them About who you are or where you've been Thick or thin And yeah, that's what friends are for I wouldn't say a god damn thing to them I wouldn't say a god damn thing to them I wouldn't say I wouldn't say a god And that's what friends are for And that's what friends are for And that's what friends are for for for And that's what friends are for Tiptoeing Tiptoeing in the heat Tiptoeing in the heat