Conny
Sorry I'm writing this in a song
It's exactly the kind of thing
You would have hated
We didn't always get along
But in the end, we made it
I met you at some clothing store
I brought a shirt that I didn't like but wore
You questioned me about the band that I formed
By the time I knew you weren't there anymore
You were wild
You cracked me up
Left me with a broken heart
I was 14 so that's fair enough
There's this place that I visit
With a ridiculous chair and you're in it
There's cold beer and Motorhead is playing
All those conversations I'm replaying
Where are ya?
We all grew up, been through the phases
And we hung out more which was cool
You didn't take the piss out of me anymore
You just waited 'til I was finished high school
And we'd get beers at the local RSL
We'd laugh at all the things we hated
You'd smile and skate off down the street
The kinda guy mums wish their daughters dated
You were wild
You cracked me up
Left me with a broken heart
I was 19 so that's fair enough
But there's this place that I visit
With a ridiculous chair and you're in it
There's cold beer and Motorhead is playing
All those conversations I'm replaying
Where are ya?
Drinking the challace when we know not to
God, I miss having a friend like you
Drinking the challace when we know not to
God, I miss having a friend like you
It's exactly the kind of thing
You would have hated
We didn't always get along
But in the end, we made it
I met you at some clothing store
I brought a shirt that I didn't like but wore
You questioned me about the band that I formed
By the time I knew you weren't there anymore
You were wild
You cracked me up
Left me with a broken heart
I was 14 so that's fair enough
There's this place that I visit
With a ridiculous chair and you're in it
There's cold beer and Motorhead is playing
All those conversations I'm replaying
Where are ya?
We all grew up, been through the phases
And we hung out more which was cool
You didn't take the piss out of me anymore
You just waited 'til I was finished high school
And we'd get beers at the local RSL
We'd laugh at all the things we hated
You'd smile and skate off down the street
The kinda guy mums wish their daughters dated
You were wild
You cracked me up
Left me with a broken heart
I was 19 so that's fair enough
But there's this place that I visit
With a ridiculous chair and you're in it
There's cold beer and Motorhead is playing
All those conversations I'm replaying
Where are ya?
Drinking the challace when we know not to
God, I miss having a friend like you
Drinking the challace when we know not to
God, I miss having a friend like you
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Writer(s): Ruby Phillips, Chris Collins
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