The Police – Friends (Guitar)

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I likes to eat my friends and make no bones about it

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I likes to eat my friends, I couldn't do without it

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Ain't a man or poet, friend, I know just how you'll taste

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Your limbs go sliding down my throat and never go to waste

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Your death, of course, will sadden me, until I grok your essence

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I know your life was not in vain when digestion is commencing

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Consider this a celebration and the deepest pact of friends

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And I hope that you will dine on me when I come to an end

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Even friends may come to you with a new found revelation

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But think of it as life renewed and not their termination

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'To know you is to eat you" should be the code of lovers

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Death brings the highest act of love preserved for one another

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People say that what you are is only what you eat

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And my friends become a part of me, oh well its then that life's complete

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To love you is to eat you, the act of love supreme

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Each one of us inside himself can appetize the dream