"Good Friends Make Good Lovers" lyrics

"Good Friends Make Good Lovers"

Come as you are neighborhood boy
And the same old crowd comes in
I'm gonna leave out the names
Cause it's one of those things
Where everyone's everyone's friend
And it must have been

One those nights
One of those songs
When you're dancing slow with me
Our hearts went to hell
Cause our bodies could tell
We we're feeling things that no one could see

Oh, good friends make good lovers
Oh, we know it could work (know it could work, know it could work)
You can handle the pain
And live without change
To the eyes of the one you hurt
Oh, good friends make good lovers
We're proof (we're proof, we're proof)
If you can learn how to lie
And learn how to cheat
And never call it true

Now it's crazy how loves all tangled up
Watching you cross that line
When it's over and gone
You take it on home
But you never go home in your mind

Oh, good friends make good lovers
Oh, we know it could work (know it could work, know it could work)
You can handle the pain
And live without change
To the eyes of the one you hurt
Oh, good friends make good lovers
We're proof (we're proof, we're proof)
If you can learn how to lie
And learn how to cheat
And never call it true

Yes, good friends make good lovers
We know it could work
If you can handle the pain
Live with the change


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