I know you
I think that I know you
You are so simple
I think you are simple
And I am inclined to liken you to a shark
You are biting my arm with your razor sharp teeth
You are pulling me down from deep underneath
And I can't do
The things I'm required to
Make you believe in me
'Cause you are so simple
But I am inclined to not feel so beat
By the game that you throw
And the people you cheat
By the meaningless talk you take to the street
I don't want any credit
I don't want any credit
I don't want any credit
I-I just want to be a good friend