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Our date could hardly have gone any better at least that’s what I thought   
The band stopped playin’ and we were still dancin’ that kiss was off the chart  
So I can't believe what just came outta your mouth        
One bleepin’ word and the whole thing headed south    

Friends friends       
That’s what you wanna be  
You make that bringdown sound   
Like a good thing     
Well I’ve got friends enough    
What I’m lookin’ for is love       
So friends friends is a curse 
And I don’t wanna hear you say the f word   

You could say that you're just not feelin' it I can take the truth 
Or tell me that you just can't deal with it make some lame excuse
Like you hate my truck or you think you might be gay
Anything would beat that old worn-out cliche

CHORUS
But if you really want to come hang out  
We'll watch some Nascar on my couch     
Don't forget the beer and don't get any ideas        
'Cause we're just

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TAG
I can’t stand it
I wanna ban it