She always turns up bright and early
And she always gets there way too late
She likes funny movies, even if they're bad
And she likes all the ones that make you sad
She likes the singer from the Beatles
She likes the one who plays the drums
She keeps her house clean
take your shoes off at the door
And she throws everything on the floor
But if it all comes down at the end of time
I'll keep your secrets if you keep mine
If we lost it all we would not care
'cause if friendship was money
We'd be millionaires
She always cries at newborn babies
And she thinks they all look just like old men
She thinks I am old fashioned,
she always tells me so
'cause she thinks I wear my tops too low
But if it all comes down at the end of time
I'll keep your secrets if you keep mine
If we lost it all we would not care
'cause if friendship was money
We'd be millionaires
She keeps my picture from the paper
She uses mine to start a fire
She likes her men handsome, manly, tall and rough
And hers have never been pretty enough
If it all comes down at the end of time
I'll keep your secrets if you keep mine
And if we lost it all we would not care
'cause if friendship was money
We'd be millionaires
Yes if friendship was money
We'd be millionaires
And she always gets there way too late
She likes funny movies, even if they're bad
And she likes all the ones that make you sad
She likes the singer from the Beatles
She likes the one who plays the drums
She keeps her house clean
take your shoes off at the door
And she throws everything on the floor
But if it all comes down at the end of time
I'll keep your secrets if you keep mine
If we lost it all we would not care
'cause if friendship was money
We'd be millionaires
She always cries at newborn babies
And she thinks they all look just like old men
She thinks I am old fashioned,
she always tells me so
'cause she thinks I wear my tops too low
But if it all comes down at the end of time
I'll keep your secrets if you keep mine
If we lost it all we would not care
'cause if friendship was money
We'd be millionaires
She keeps my picture from the paper
She uses mine to start a fire
She likes her men handsome, manly, tall and rough
And hers have never been pretty enough
If it all comes down at the end of time
I'll keep your secrets if you keep mine
And if we lost it all we would not care
'cause if friendship was money
We'd be millionaires
Yes if friendship was money
We'd be millionaires