Promises, promises
  Oh, tired, worn out
  Second-hand sentences
  One thing with you is certain
  You're a really sad person
  So sad
  
  CHORUS
  Disappointed a few people
  When friendship reared its ugly head
  Disappointed a few people
  Well, isn't that what friends are for? (what friends are for)
  What friends are for? (what friends are for)
  What friends are for?
  
  You, you're just a really bad person
  Who won't, you won't listen to anyone
  Oh, no, not you with those half-moon eyelids
  You're just babbling on
  You're useless defenses
  So sad
  
  CHORUS
  
  Mmm, this erratic, haphazard flubbering
  This to-ing and fro-ing
  Like a confused moth
  The collusion, the illusion
  And it's all ad infinitum
  You're a really sad person
  You're really so sad
  So sad
  
  CHORUS
  
  What friends are for
  (Fools and horses running their courses)
  (And brow beaten down like dust on the ground)
  What friends are for
  (You cheat easily like sweet charity)
  What friends are for
  (And call the bastards the world all dispises)
  What friends are for
  (Springing surprises in new world disguises)
  (You cheat easily like sweet charity)
  (Fools and horses running their courses)
  Disappointed a few people
  (And brow beaten down like dust on the ground)
  What friends are for
  (You cheat easily like sweet charity)
  What friends are for
  (And call the bastards the world all dispises)
  What friends are for
  (Springing surprises in new world disguises)
  What friends are for
  (You cheat easily like sweet charity)
  What friends are for
  (Fools and horses running their courses)
  What friends are for
  (And brow beaten down like dust on the ground)
  What friends are for
  (You cheat easily like sweet charity)
  What friends are for