Well it's hard not to crumble
Under the pressure of an angry woman (x2)

See her stare
Beneath her furrowed brow
And all those things unsaid
Leave me wondering how
We're the angriest of women
And we're the silliest of men

I've got a friend for you
A friend with the old friend blues

Well it's been some years
And I've thrown some fights
Bad blood and a bottle of wine
Get drunk before you see the light

And I've got a friend for you
A friend with the old friend blues (x2)