Where My Good Friends Are

"Where My Good Friends Are"
by G.Rice and J.Nolan

i made my name (yodalady yodalady)
i made my name (yodalady yodalady) from a painting frame
now who's to blame? that my name is james
i come from the land where they swim the Thames
now i'm in this silver car (yodalady yodalady)
and i'm speeding far (yodalady yodalady)
going to go where all my good friends are....

where my good friends are
where my good friends are
where the smell of greasy napkins fills my rental car
We'll mess around and dress up just like Jamie Farr
dressed like Terry Garr
where my good friends are

Where mi good friends stay
Could be a hole full of hay
'd be deviant, straight or gay
Where mi good friends stay
Could be full of kimchi
Or a baby Penelope
Could be the sunny side
Or all up in some tour guide
Where mi good friends stay
Where mi good friends stay

In my good friends' places
are gathered all their faces
and by their drunken graces
I am put through my paces
In my good friends' digs
we dine on wine and figs
on velvet pillow chairs
we slide sans underwears
In my good friends' digs.