The first time I saw him, he was sweeter than shitPlaid jacket and belt too tighthe wasn't even doin' a bitThen he carwheeled around the roomand slow danced with the cleaning ladyHe was a one-man partyYou know I'm talkin' aboutI'm talkin' about my friend Chris FarleyOn "Saturday Night", may man would always deliverWhether he was the Bumble Bee Girlor livin' in a van down by the riverHe loved the Bears and Ditkadanced at Chippendale's with Swayzewhen they replaced his coffee with Folger'she went fuckin' crazyThe sexiest Gap girl and Meatloaf in the band, without himthere'd be no lunch lady in "Lunch Lady Land"You know I'm thinkin' aboutI'm thinkin' about my friend Chris FarleyAfter a show, he's stick a quart of Jackand stick the bottle right up his assBut hung over as hellthat Catholic boy'd always show up to morning MassWe'd tell him"Slow down, you'll end up like Belushi and Candy. "He'd say, "Those guys are my heroesthat's all fine and dandy"I ain't makin' that shit upthat's the truth about my boy Chris FarleyI saw him in the office cryin'with his headphones onlistenin' to a KC and the Shunshine Band songI said, "Buddy, how in the hell is that makin' you so sad? "Then he laughed and said, "Just thinkin' about my dad"The last we big hang we had wasat Timmy Meadows' wedding partyWe laughed our balls off all night long, all because of FarleyBut a few months later, the party came to an endWe flew out to Madison to bury our friendNothin' was harder than sayin' good bye'cept watchin' Chris' father have his turn to cryHey buddy, life's moved on but you still bring us so much joyMake my kids laugh with your YouTube clips or "Tommy Boy"And when they ask me who's the funniest guy I ever knewI tell 'em hands down, without a doubt it's youYeah, I miss hangin' out, watchin' you tried to get laidBut most of all, I miss watchin' you fuck with SpadeYou're a legend like you wantedbut I still wish you were here with meAnd we were gettin' on a plane to shoot "Grown Ups 3"Yeah, life ain't the same without you boyAnd that's why I'm singin' aboutI'm singin' about my friend Chris FarleyAnd if we make enough noisemaybe he'll hear usGive it up for the greatChris Farley
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The first time I saw him, he was sweeter than shit
Plaid jacket and belt too tight
he wasn't even doin' a bit
Then he carwheeled around the room
and slow danced with the cleaning lady
He was a one-man party
You know I'm talkin' about
I'm talkin' about my friend Chris Farley
On "Saturday Night", may man would always deliver
Whether he was the Bumble Bee Girl
or livin' in a van down by the river
He loved the Bears and Ditka
danced at Chippendale's with Swayze
when they replaced his coffee with Folger's
he went fuckin' crazy
The sexiest Gap girl and Meatloaf in the band, without him
there'd be no lunch lady in "Lunch Lady Land"
You know I'm thinkin' about
I'm thinkin' about my friend Chris Farley
After a show, he's stick a quart of Jack
and stick the bottle right up his ass
But hung over as hell
that Catholic boy'd always show up to morning Mass
We'd tell him
"Slow down, you'll end up like Belushi and Candy. "
He'd say, "Those guys are my heroes
that's all fine and dandy"
I ain't makin' that shit up
that's the truth about my boy Chris Farley
I saw him in the office cryin'
with his headphones on
listenin' to a KC and the Shunshine Band song
I said, "Buddy, how in the hell is that makin' you so sad? "
Then he laughed and said, "Just thinkin' about my dad"
The last we big hang we had was
at Timmy Meadows' wedding party
We laughed our balls off all night long, all because of Farley
But a few months later, the party came to an end
We flew out to Madison to bury our friend
Nothin' was harder than sayin' good bye
'cept watchin' Chris' father have his turn to cry
Hey buddy, life's moved on but you still bring us so much joy
Make my kids laugh with your YouTube clips or "Tommy Boy"
And when they ask me who's the funniest guy I ever knew
I tell 'em hands down, without a doubt it's you
Yeah, I miss hangin' out, watchin' you tried to get laid
But most of all, I miss watchin' you fuck with Spade
You're a legend like you wanted
but I still wish you were here with me
And we were gettin' on a plane to shoot "Grown Ups 3"
Yeah, life ain't the same without you boy
And that's why I'm singin' about
I'm singin' about my friend Chris Farley
And if we make enough noise
maybe he'll hear us
Give it up for the great
Chris Farley
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