Letras
They're the free tow truck when you're stuck on the side of the road (side of the road)
At 2 in the morning, they always pick up the phone (pick up the phone)
They dry tears, crack jokes, show up just to blow off smoke
And when you need them most, they always seem to know
You can't make old friends, old friends, old friends
The ones who loved you way back when, through thick or thin
Who's gonna post your bail when you're thrown in jail?
Show up when you're going through hell?
Old friends, old friends, old friends
Time flies by, but you never skip a beat
They'll put your busted heart right back up on its feet
They won't lie, won't tell, knows you're crazy all too well
Might know you better than you know yourself
You can't find old friends, old friends, old friends
The ones who loved you way back when, through thick or thin
Who's gonna post your bail when you're thrown in jail?
Show up when you're going through hell?
Old friends, old friends, old friends
Na, na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na-na
Na, na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na-na
I got a few good as gold (I got a few good as gold)
Some of them are new, but most are old
Friends, old friends, old friends (old friends)
Old friends, old friends, old friends, old friends, old friends, yeah
Who's gonna post your bail when you're thrown in jail?
Show up when you're going through hell?
Old friends, old friends, old friends
Na, na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na-na (old friends, old friends, old friends)
Na, na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na-na (old friends, old friends, old friends)