Buddy

Forgiven, not forgotten This could be my last day And in case I don't see ya I'm comin' back in May Movin' on, did my time Feelin' fine, feelin' fine Keep talking, walking pretty Remember what I say I'm gettin' hard in the van On our way to the bay I got a pint in my hand And words to make you stay A pocket full of rubber And my hand on your face Movin' on, did my time Feelin' fine, feelin' fine Goodbye Buddy Goodbye Buddy