My Friend Chuck Songtext
von Hans Gruber and the Die Hards

You look like a hippie so cut your fucking hair
I know that you′re not like that, but other people stare
They don't know you like I do, but you know what Kurt
You′re alright with me

You should pick up boxing, I teach it every day
Behind the police station, I have a little place
I could have gone pro, back before the war, Kurt
You're alright with me


That Obama's a closet Muslim, I don′t trust him one bit
He′s not American, not like you Kurt
You're alright with me

I fought in Vietnam, back when men were men
Kids need a little tough loving Kurt, yeah
You′re alright with me

I love my wife so much, but she's a little uptight
I don′t want to lose her though, that's why I drink at night
I talked your ear off, thanks for listening Kurt, yeah
You′re alright with me