Hey, what's up? It's always nice to see you My old friend good to hear your voice again You know I think about how you now and then But a little less each day We stood the talking laughing Looking back on the times we shared Times I'll never forget How the hell did we end up here? I guess somwhere along the way We made different choices You know I still have your killing joke tapes And your psychic TV t-shirt Why don't you come by someday and pick them up? He said we should get together sometimes Talk about the olds days Do I gave I'm my new number thinkig to myself: He'll never call And once again we went our separate ways Now I'm still waiting for that call