Farley

Lyrics

[Intro] Alright guys we're gonna do this one This is a very special song I hope you like it it means a lot to us Here we go [Verse 1] The first time I saw him he was sweeter than shit Plaid jacket and belt too tight, he wasn't even doing a bit Then he cartwheeled around the room and slow-danced with the cleaning lady He was an one man party You know I'm talkin' about, I'm talkin' about my friend Chris Farley [Verse 2] On a Saturday Night my man would always deliver Whether he was the Bumblebee Girl or livin' in a van down by the river He loved the Bears and Ditka, danced at Chippendale's with Swayze When they replaced his coffee with Folgers he went fuckin' crazy The sexiest Gap Girl and Meatloaf in the band Without him there'd be no Lunch Lady in Lunch Lady Land You know I'm thinkin' about, I'm thinkin' about my boy Chris Farley [Verse 3] After a show he'd drink a quart of Jack Daniels then stick the bottle right up his ass But hungover as hell that Catholic boy always showed up to morning mass We'd tell him "Slow down, you'll end up like Belushi and Candy" He said "Those guys are my heroes, that's all fine and dandy" I ain't making that shit up, that's the truth about my boy Chris Farley [Verse 4] I saw him in the office crying with his headphones on Listening to a KC And The Sunshine Band song I said "Buddy, how the hell is that makin' you so sad?" Then he laughed and said "Just thinkin' about my dad" [Verse 5] The last big hang we had was at Timmy Meadows' wedding party We laughed our balls off all night long, all because of Farley But a few months later the party came to an end We flew out to Madison to bury our friend Nothing was harder than sayin' goodbye Except watching Chris's father have his turn to cry [Verse 6] Hey buddy, life's moved on but you still bring us so much joy Make my kids laugh with your YouTube clips or Tommy Boy And when they ask me who's the funniest guy I ever knew I tell 'em hands down without a doubt it's you Yeah, I miss hanging out watching you trying to get laid But most of all I miss watching you fuck with Spade You're a legend like you wanted but I still wish you were here with me And we were getting on a plane to go shoot Grown Ups 3 Yeah, life ain't the same without you boy And that's why I'm singin' about, I'm singin' about my friend Chris Farley And if we make enough noise, maybe he'll hear us Give it up for the great Chris Farley