I never wanted to be your weekend lover
I only wanted to be some kind of friend
Baby, I could never steal you from another
It's such a shame our friendship had to end
Hadn't had a good time since you know when
Got talked into goin' out with hopes you were stayin' in
I was feelin' like myself for the first time in a long time
Until I bumped into some of your friends over there talkin' to mine
Good friends, weekends, my girl leans in
Runnin' low on money, but I'm still all in
Feelin' high-class in my old Cadillac
Tell me what you think about that
A-B-C-D-E, forget you
And your mom and your sister and your job
And your broke-down car and that things you call art
Forget you and your friends that I'll never see again
Everybody but your dog, you can all get lost