Lyrics:

Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine
Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine
Home is where the heart is (Ooh)
Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine

Working at Papa John's I was making good bread
Got a $20 tip on New Years'
And I moved out to the lake
She drew me up a map with a fountain pen
She took me to her mom's house
With the boys from down the way

Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine
Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine
Home is where the heart is (Ooh)
Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine

Head bang from the crowd; dive on the stage
With black hair and a Smiths shirt
Meat Is Murder
I asked her if she had a boyfriend, she said no
I asked her if she had a girlfriend
She said 'Hell, I wouldn't know'

Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine
Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine
Home is where the heart is (Ooh)
Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine

Went down to the bank of the river
And she washed my dirty hands
I've been hanging around in a cloud of shame
Till she let me taste the cold water

Diane would help me pass out all the fliers
I became a big shot
And she got sick one day
I still have the map she drew for me
I'd be lost without it
That's as much I wanna say

Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine
Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine
Home is where the heart is (Ooh)
Any friend of Diane's is a friend of mine