| I love my friends and they love me |
| We’re just as close as we can be |
| And just because we really care |
| Whatever we get, we share! |
| I got it from Agnes |
| She got it from Jim |
| We all agree it must have been |
| Louise who gave it to him |
| Now, she got it from Harry, |
| Who got it from Marie |
| And everybody knows that Marie |
| Got it from me |
| Giles got it from Daphne |
| She got it from Joan |
| Who picked it up in County Cork |
| A-kissin' the Blarney Stone |
| Pierre gave it to Sheila |
| Who must have brought it there |
| He got it from Francois and Jacques |
| Lucky Pierre! |
| Max got it from Edith |
| Who gets it every spring |
| She got it from her Daddy |
| Who just gives her everything |
| She then gave it to Daniel |
| Whose spaniel has it now |
| Our dentist even got it |
| And we’re still wondering how |
| Ah, but I got it from Agnes |
| Or maybe it was Sue |
| Or Millie or Billie or Gillie or Willie |
| It doesn’t matter who |
| It might have been at the club |
| Or at the pub, or in the loo |
| And if you will be my friend |
| Then I might |
| (Mind you, I said, «might» |
| Give it to you! |