She was cryin', and I was lonely, and the band was playin' some old love song. Someone had hurt her, someone had loved me, and we both needed something to hold on to. Who knows, tomorrow it all might end, but tonight I love my friend. I love my friend, and we'll make it, maybe, just maybe. And even though we're gonna share the night in each other's arms, I'll treat her like a lady, and I'll call her baby. Cause I love my friend, and we'll make it, maybe, just maybe. Tomorrow when we start another day, and we've been all the way, I'll still treat her like a lady, still call her baby. Cause I love my friend, and we'll make it, maybe.