Teksty: Sammy Hagar. Marching To Mars. On The Other Hand.

Well, I got my friends
And I don't need more friends
I can count my friends on both hands

Came an evil man and cut off one hand
Now I count my friends on the other hand
On the other hand

Was an evil man, money on his mind
He don't want chump change
He want the big kind
He want the big kind

Well, I got my friends
And I don't need more friends, as long as
I can count my friends on both hands

But on the other hand
On the other hand
But on the other hand
Well on the other hand

I can count my friends
On the other hand