Текст: Joni Mitchell. Dog Eat Dog. Good Friends.

I have to come and see you
Maybe once or twice a year
I think nothing would suit me better right now
Than some downtown atmosphere
In the dance halls and the galleries
Betting in the OTB

Synchronized like magic
Good friends, you and me

The sun goes down in Jersey
Rises over little Italy
We could talk it up 'til the block gets up
Swapping stories
Sitting around in some all night zoo
Watching it run like a movie

Synchronized like magic
Good friends, you and me

No hearts of gold, no nerves of steel
No blame for what we can and cannot feel

But now it's cloak and dagger
Walk on eggshells and analyze
Every particle of difference
Gets like mountains in our eyes
You say, "You're unscrupulous"
You say, "You're naive"

Synchronized like magic
Good friends, you and me

No hearts of gold, no nerves of steel
No blame for what we can and cannot feel

Sometimes change comes at you
Like the broadside accident
There is chaos to the order
Random things you can't prevent
There could be trouble around the corner
There could be beauty down the street

Synchronized like magic
Good friends, you and me

No hearts of gold, no nerves of steel
No blame for what we can and cannot feel
No nerves of steel, no hearts of gold
No blame for what we can and can't control

Good friends, you and me
Good friends, you and me
Good friends, you and me
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