Hans Gruber And The Die Hards - My Friend Chuck

You look like a hippie so cut your fucking hair
I know that you're not like that, but other people stare
They don't know you like I do, but you know what Kurt
You're alright with me
You should pick up boxing, I teach it every day
Behind the police station, I have a little place
I could have gone pro, back before the war, Kurt
You're alright with me
That Obama's a closet Muslim, I don't trust him one bit
He's not American, not like you Kurt
You're alright with me
I fought in Vietnam, back when men were men
Kids need a little tough loving Kurt, yeah
You're alright with me
I love my wife so much, but she's a little uptight
I don't want to lose her though, that's why I drink at night
I talked your ear off, thanks for listening Kurt, yeah
You're alright with me

Written by:
Kurt Armstrong

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find