| 歌曲 | Just Good Friends |
| 歌手 | Peter Hammill |
| 专辑 | Room Temperature |
| Drawing back the curtains, | |
| Sluggish city daylight in the afternoon... | |
| Here's that special silence, | |
| Just before you walk out of the hotel room. | |
| Each time we're so close I assume | |
| That we'll never be again. | |
| Oh, how long can we pretend | |
| That we're just good friends? | |
| A casual affair is all that you can spare | |
| From your emotional change; | |
| A calendar of meetings, strangers on the street | |
| The best we ever arrange. | |
| Now I just can't stand all the pain, | |
| All the constant make and mend: | |
| How long must we pretend | |
| That we're just good friends? | |
| I gave you my devotion, | |
| Hiding nothing up my sleeve. | |
| If I walked clean out of your life | |
| Would you even notice me leave? | |
| So much tangled-up emotion, | |
| Should I stay or should I go? | |
| If I walked clean out of your life | |
| How long would it take you to know? | |
| Are we such good friends? | |
| You used to say "I love you", | |
| You used to say "You make me feel alive and young". | |
| Now we're just a habit, | |
| A flavour, once a month, to titillate your tongue. | |
| Oh, how sordid this has become | |
| As the means approach the end – | |
| Oh, how long can we pretend | |
| That we're still good friends? | |
| I gave you my devotion, | |
| Hiding nothing up my sleeve. | |
| If I walked clean out of your life | |
| Would you even notice me leave? | |
| So much tangled-up emotion, | |
| Should I stay or should I go? | |
| If I walked clean out of your life | |
| How long would it take you to know? | |
| Are we such good friends? | |
| Are we still good friends? |
| Drawing back the curtains, | |
| Sluggish city daylight in the afternoon... | |
| Here' s that special silence, | |
| Just before you walk out of the hotel room. | |
| Each time we' re so close I assume | |
| That we' ll never be again. | |
| Oh, how long can we pretend | |
| That we' re just good friends? | |
| A casual affair is all that you can spare | |
| From your emotional change | |
| A calendar of meetings, strangers on the street | |
| The best we ever arrange. | |
| Now I just can' t stand all the pain, | |
| All the constant make and mend: | |
| How long must we pretend | |
| That we' re just good friends? | |
| I gave you my devotion, | |
| Hiding nothing up my sleeve. | |
| If I walked clean out of your life | |
| Would you even notice me leave? | |
| So much tangledup emotion, | |
| Should I stay or should I go? | |
| If I walked clean out of your life | |
| How long would it take you to know? | |
| Are we such good friends? | |
| You used to say " I love you", | |
| You used to say " You make me feel alive and young". | |
| Now we' re just a habit, | |
| A flavour, once a month, to titillate your tongue. | |
| Oh, how sordid this has become | |
| As the means approach the end | |
| Oh, how long can we pretend | |
| That we' re still good friends? | |
| I gave you my devotion, | |
| Hiding nothing up my sleeve. | |
| If I walked clean out of your life | |
| Would you even notice me leave? | |
| So much tangledup emotion, | |
| Should I stay or should I go? | |
| If I walked clean out of your life | |
| How long would it take you to know? | |
| Are we such good friends? | |
| Are we still good friends? |