the overweight loversngot no plans for the weekendnthere's lots of nice films in the theatresnthey ain't gonna see 'em.nnthe one wants to talk all nightnthe other's just trying to avoid a fightnand in this manner a Friday night was flittered awaynbut a box of key-lime tarts will make it all okaynnand they close their eyesnand think of skinny girlsnand try not to think about the tears in her mouth or their taste in the morningn....drag yourself through this goddamn worldnforce yourself on feeling good and in the end i find i'm turningninto your friendninto your friendnnthe overweight loversnrarely smile at each othernfeelings come around sunday afternoonnand they run for covernnthe one dreams of....nthe other says honey, you're as dull as a lognand in this manner a sunday evening gone without much fightnbut a couple apple pies will make it all alright nnand they close their eyesnand think of skinny girlsnand try not to think about the tears in her mouth or their taste in the morningnsome of the miserable ways to drag yourself through this goddamn worldnforce yourself on feeling good and living in and i find i'm turningninto your friendninto your friend