Best Friend Money Can Buy

we drank as much as we could

and she drank more than she should

we stumbled out of this cheap whisky bar

and that is the story so far

guieded by the dim streetlights

we walked through the black harbour night

no people, no passing car

well, that is the story so far

"she thinks she smells the northland snow

northland snow

and she's as glad as I to go

ay, to go

her very bolts are sick for shore

sick for shore

andI, I want it ten times more

ten times more"

she silenced her mouth when i asked for her name

and she asked me to please do the same

she said "it's all written in the stars"

and that is the story so far

but she whispered her name when I kissed her goodbye

her voice stained by whiskey and tar

she went back to where she belonged

and I, I went back to the bar

"she thinks she smells the northland snow

northland snow

and she's as glad as I to go

ay, to go

her very bolts are sick for shore

sick for shore

andI, I want it ten times more

ten times more"