Los Amigos de Mis Amigas Son Mis Amigos

I don't know why Isabel gets mad
If I call her boyfriend and have dinner with him
He goes crazy, he's so dumb for me
And then he talks sweet nothings under the moonlight
I don't know why she gets mad too
If I stay alone with him at my house
Only my friend says he wants to be
That I have him wrapped around my finger
If he doesn't talk to me about love
He has nothing to do

And that's what I'm telling you
My friends' friends are my friends
Uh, what a mess
My friends' friends are my friends
Uh, what a mess
My friends' friends are my friends
Uh, what a mess
My friends' friends are my friends

I know why Javier gets mad
He stood up my friend Isabel
And comes to see me with two drinks too many
And then he chases me all over the couch
I don't know why he usually gives me
A kiss in secret in the living room
And when I can't stop it anymore
Hands up, you came to dinner
With your lips burning, I start cooking

And that's what I'm telling you
My friends' friends are my friends
Uh, what a mess
My friends' friends are my friends
Uh, what a mess
My friends' friends are my friends
Uh, what a mess
My friends' friends are my friends

My friends' friends are my friends

And that's what I'm telling you
My friends' friends are my friends
Uh, what a mess
My friends' friends are my friends
Uh, what a mess
My friends' friends are my friends
Uh, what a mess
My friends' friends are my friends