My Friend by Jimi Hendrix lyrics (text):

Hey, look out for my glass up there, man! 
That's my drink, man, that's my drink, alright... 
Make it a double, or eh... 
Somebody has to sing 
Some body will sing? 
Somebody will sing, right? 
(I don't know!) 

Y'all pass me that bottle, 
And I'll sing you all a real song 
Yeah! 
Let me get my key, ahum! 

Well, I'm looking through Harlem 
My stomach squeal just a little more 
A stagecoach full of feathers and footprints, 
Pulls up to soap box door 
Now a lady with a pearl handled necktie 
Tied to the driver's fence 
Breathes in my face, 
Bourbon and coke possessed words 
& "Haven't I seen you somewhere in hell, 
Or was it just an accident?" 
(You know how I felt then, and so:) 

Before I could ask "was it the East or West side?" 
My feet they howled in pain 
The wheels of a bandwagon cut very deep, 
But not as deep in my mind as the rain 
And as they pulled away I could see her words 
Stagger and fall on my muddy tent 
Well I picked them up, brushed them off, 
To see what they say, 
And you wouldn't believe: 
`Come around to my room, with the tooth in the middle, 
And bring along the bottle and a president' 

And eh sometimes it's not so easy, baby 
Especially when your only friend, 
Talks, sees, looks and feels like you, 
And you do just the same as him 
(Gets very lonely up this road, baby) 
(Yeah, hmmm, yeah) 
(Got more to say!) 

Well I'm riding through LA (huh), 
On a bicycle built for fools 
And I seen one of my old buddies 
And he say, "you don't look the way you usually do" 
I say, "well, some people look like a coin-box" 
He say, "look like you ain't got no coins to spare" 
And I laid back and I thought to myself, and I said this: 
I just picked up my pride from underneath the pay phone, 
And combed this breath right out of my hair 
And sometimes it's not so easy 
Especially when your only friend 
Talk, sees, looks and feels like you, 
And you do just the same as him 

Just got out of a Scandinavian jail, 
And I'm on my way straight home to you 
But I feel so dizzy I take a quick look in the mirror, 
To make sure my friend's here with me too 
And you know good well I don't drink coffee, 
So you fill my cup full of sand 
And the frozen tea leaves on the bottom 
Sharing lipstick around the broken edge 
And my coat that you let your dog lay by the fire on 
And your cat he attacked me from his pill-box ledge 
And I thought you were my friend too 
Man, my shadow comes in line before you 
I'm finding out that it's eh not so easy 
Specially when your only friend 
Talks, looks, sees and feels like you, 
And you do the same just like him 

(Lord it's so lonely here, hmmm, yeah) 
Yeah! 
(Pass me that bottle over there...) 
Yeah, yeah, okay...