Hospitality - Friends Of Friends текст песни

I wanna go
on the 14th street
in old New York
I'd rather be home
but it's all the same
crowded bars and planes
new Amsterdam
and old rich men

much is calm
and your girlfriend's coming home

you got friends that are new friends
and friends that are old friends
and friends lookin' out

got a cheep dress on
with a wrinkled sleeve
my hat and glove
my money please

oh much is gone
with the burnt black hair
I'd rather be home
my president's there

when I call
you don't pick up anymore

but I've got friends that are new friends
and friends that are friends
and friends are enough

when I call you don't pick up anymore
but I've got friends that are new friends
and friends that are old friends
and friends are enough