I can still smell that Dutchy in December
Can still hear you laughing at some Adam Sandler
I still feel my head in your headlock
Your tears drying on my Nautica
No, never thought I'd ever let go
There's pieces of me only you know and you know I love you
That ain't going nowhere
So, put on that demo tape, let that ** play
Feels like yesterday
I can hear Jay banging on the kick drum
Swear we gonna be something, oh
We're gettin' high off a Sprite can pipe
I can hear them two kids in a basement
Singing Californication, and I know
We don't talk now, but you're on my mind
And I just wanna thank you for settin' that bar so high
I just wanna thank you for being my friend for life
Yeah-yeah
Your parents weren't around, but we had the internet
Spent our money on CDs, ** and cigarettes
Paul was in the garage under that Nissan
And you and me were writin' songs on a guitar with three strings on it
Oh, never thought I'd ever let go
There's pieces of me only you know and you know I love you
That ain't going nowhere
So, put on that demo tape, let that ** bang
Got it on replay
I can hear Jay banging on the kick drum
Swear we gonna be something, oh
We're gettin' high off a Sprite can pipe
I can hear them two kids in a basement
Singing Californication, and I know
We don't talk now, but you're on my mind
And I just wanna thank you for settin' that bar so high
I just wanna thank you for being my friend for life
My friend, my friend for life
My friend, my friend for life