Lyrics

Well I've got a friend who's certifiably Boff Glued teeth and the tales to make your eyes cough Well people lie, cheat, rob, and steal They can't get close to the things that are real cos he's there And he's much better than the 'real' thing He's got a case of I ain't had enough yet He's playing hard, he's off his head, he's well in hand A real safe bet Well people lie, cheat, rob, and steal They can't get close to the things that are real cos he's there And he's much better than the 'real' thing And all the time he's out there trying All the things that I ain't buying Any time at all Hey, hey Boff I know this bloke, a real hardcore hot Boff He rocks and rolls, stuffs his nose And then he's off Well people lie, cheat, rob, and steal They can't get close to the things that are real cos he's there And he's much better than the 'real' thing And any time I feel like crying He's been there to keep me flying Any time at all He's got taste, he's a real popper bopper He's bold, he's got a heart of real gold Well people lie, cheat, rob, and steal They can't get close to the things that are real cos he's there And he's much better than the 'real' thing He's got a case of 'I ain't had enough yet' And I want to do it all again! Hey, hey Boff