Have you ever met a girl that you tried to dateBut a year to make love she wanted you to waitLet me tell ya a story of my situationI was talkin' to this girl from the U.S. nationThe way that I met her was on tour at a concertShe had long hair and a short miniskirtI just got onstage drippin', pourin' with sweatI was walkin' through the crowd and guess who I metI whispered in her ear, "Come to the picture boothSo I can ask you some questions to see if your hundred proof"I asked her her name, she said blah-blah-blahShe had 9/10 pants and a very big braI took a couple of flicks and she was enthusedI said, "How do you like the show?" she said, "I was very amused"I started throwin' bass, she started throwin' back mid-rangeBut when I sprung the question, she acted kind of strangeThen when I asked, "Do ya have a man?" she tried to pretendShe said, "No I don't, I only have a friend"Come on, I'm not even goin' for itThis is what I'm goin' singYou, you got what I need but you say he's just a friendAnd you say he's just a friend, oh babyYou, you got what I need but you say he's just a friendBut you say he's just a friend, oh babyYou, you got what I need but you say he's just a friendBut you say he's just a friendSo I took blah-blah's word for it at this timeI thought just havin' a friend couldn't be no crime'Cause I have friends and that's a fact Like Agnes, Agatha, Germaine, and JacqForget about that, let's go into the storyAbout a girl named blah-blah-blah that adored meSo we started talkin', getttin' familiarSpendin' a lot of time so we can build aA relationship or some understandingHow it's gonna be in the future we was plannin'Everything sounded so dandy and sweetI had no idea I was in for a treatAfter this was established, everything was coolThe tour was over and she went back to schoolI called every day to see how she was doin'Everytime that I called her it seemed somethin' was brewin'I called her room, a guy picked up, and then I called againI said, "Yo, who was that?" "Oh,