Friends Of P. 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