Lyrics:Just A Friend

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(Tally Hall's lyrical addition/changes have been added in parentheses)

Have you ever met a girl that you tried to date but a year to make love she wanted you to wait?
Well, let me tell you a story of my situation. I was talking to this girl from the U.S. Nation.
The way that I met her was on tour at a concert.  She had long hair and a short mini-skirt.
I just got on stage dripping, pouring with sweat. I was walking through the crowd and guess who I met?

I whispered in her ear "Come to the picture booth so I can ask you some questions to see if you’re a hundred proof."
I asked her her name. She said "Blah-blah-blah," she had 9/10 pants and a very big bra.
I took a couple of flicks and she was enthused. I said, "How'd you like the show?" She said, "I was very amused."

I started throwing bass, she started throwing back mid-range.
But when I popped (swung) the question, she acted kind of strange.
When I asked if she had a man, she tried to pretend.
She said "No, I don’t. I only have a friend."  (C'mon!)

Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend.
Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend.

So I took Blah-blah’s word for it at this time. I thought, having a friend couldn’t be no crime.
'Cause I got friends and that’s a fact; like Agnes, Agatha, Germaine, and Jack.
But forget about them, let’s go into the story about a girl named Blah-blah-blah that adored me.

So we started talking, getting familiar. Spending a lot of time so that we could build a relationship...
or some understanding how it’s gonna be in the future we was planning.
Everything sounded so dandy and sweet, I had no idea I was in for a treat.

After this was established everything was cool. The tour was over and she went back to school.
I called every day to see how she was doing.
But every time I called her it seemed something was brewing.
So, I called, hung up and called again. (*ring* Hello?)  "Hey, yo, who was that?"  "Oh, he’s just a friend." (hahahahahaha OH NO!)

Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend.
Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend.

(Damn, girl. What you want from me, I'll give you anything. You want any kind of suscription to a magazine? Give you a potato?  A mask of some sort?  I love you.)

So I went to her college on a surprise visit. To see my girl that was so exquisite.
It was a school day.  I knew she was there.  The first semester of the school year.
I went to the gate to ask where was her dorm.  This guy made me fill out a visitors form.
So I did and I was on my way to see my baby girl, I was happy to say.

I rolled up to her dormitory.  "Yo, could you tell me where is Door 3?"
He told me where it was and for the moment, I didn’t know that I was in for such an event.

I went to her room. I opened the door. "Oh, snap!"  Guess what I saw?!

A fella tongue-kissing my girl in the mouth, I was so in shock my heart went down south.
Please listen to the message that I say.  Don’t ever talk to a girl who says she just has a friend!

Oh baby, you. You got what I need. (Doo-wah) But you say he’s just a friend. (Hawley improv) But you say he’s just a friend.
Oh baby, you. You got what I need. But you say he’s just a friend. But you say he’s just a friend.
Oh baby, you!
Girl.