Lyrics:

I'm a good guy for a gal

So won't you look my palm over

I've got time for a chat

So won't you tell me my future

I'm gonna break down at fifty

And I'm not quite a stallion

I'm a good guy for a gal

And I'm mentally slipping

Oh yeah, oh yeah

What's that ya' see?

Oh boy, find out what's up with me

Oh yeah, oh yeah

What's that ya' see?

Tell me more of what's gonna be

If you're friends with P.

Well, then you're friends with me

If you're down with P.

Well, then you're down with me

Friends of P.

Friends of P.

Friends of P.

Friends...

Somebody's fame and fortune is gonna come to me early

I get two loves in my life, and I'm dying at 90