My best friend's a butcher He has sixteen knives He carries them all over the town At least he tries Oh, look, it stopped snowing My best friend's from Poland And, um, he has a beard But they caught him with his case In that public place That is what we had feared He severed segments secretly You liked that He always took the time to speak with me I liked him for that He severed segments so secretly You liked that He always took the time My best friend's a butcher He has sixteen knives He carries them all over the town At least he tries Oh, look, it stopped snowing And my best friend's from Poland And, um, he has a beard But they caught him with his case In that public place That is what we had feared He severed segments secretly You liked that He always took the time to speak with me I liked him for that He severed segments so secretly You liked that He was growing on me He was growing on me