Romanovsky & Phillips Best Friends
I was sixteen Going on twenty-one I called it a relationship You called it having fun We were best friends Doing things kids do And no matter what you'd like to think We were lovers too Chorus: Boys will be boys If they are left to their own devices Boys will be boys But often they make sacrifices Men will be men will be men will be men Afraid of being boys We shared all our secrets 'Round an open fire And wrestled with each other As we wrestled with desire We walked along together 'Til you ran off in fright And me, I took a left And you, you took a right (Chorus) Sometimes you're too young to know Some things you just outgrow But I know what I felt for you And it must have scared the hell out of you Now we are two grown men Two very different lives I'm happy with my lover You seem happy with your wife We are two grown men Trying to pretend That nothing ever happened That we were only friends (Chorus)
