hey best friendnwhen'd you get so hot?nyour clothes fit nicenya, i like your shirt a lotnthe braids in your hairnreally compliment your facenand it sure would be great, if our hands interlacednbut i'm kinda nervous, and they're kinda sweatynso i'll just sing a song for you so you don't forget menwith hopes you'll never leave.nit's probably out of key.nni'll sing you a sweet, sweet songna sweet, sweet songna sweet, sweet songnthat says i love younnhey best friendni think we've got a shotnwe'll be far awaynand college sucks a lotnbut i'll write a lot of songsnand send them to my friendsndot com will pay for gasnto get home on the weekendsnand being far away will be pretty roughnand i'll get sick when i can't love you enoughni'll sing a song to youni'm probably out of tune