The first time I saw him, he was sweeter than shit Plaid jacket and belt too tight he wasn't even doin' a bit Then he carwheeled around the room and slow danced with the cleaning lady He was a one-man party You know I'm talkin' about I'm talkin' about my friend Chris Farley
On "Saturday Night", may man would always deliver Whether he was the Bumble Bee Girl or livin' in a van down by the river He loved the Bears and Ditka danced at Chippendale's with Swayze when they replaced his coffee with Folger's he went fuckin' crazy The sexiest Gap girl and Meatloaf in the band, without him there'd be no lunch lady in "Lunch Lady Land" You know I'm thinkin' about I'm thinkin' about my friend Chris Farley
After a show, he's stick a quart of Jack and stick the bottle right up his ass But hung over as hell that Catholic boy'd always show up to morning Mass We'd tell him "Slow down, you'll end up like Belushi and Candy. " He'd say, "Those guys are my heroes that's all fine and dandy" I ain't makin' that shit up that's the truth about my boy Chris Farley
I saw him in the office cryin' with his headphones on listenin' to a KC and the Shunshine Band song I said, "Buddy, how in the hell is that makin' you so sad? " Then he laughed and said, "Just thinkin' about my dad"
The last we big hang we had was at Timmy Meadows' wedding party We laughed our balls off all night long, all because of Farley But a few months later, the party came to an end We flew out to Madison to bury our friend Nothin' was harder than sayin' good bye 'cept watchin' Chris' father have his turn to cry
Hey buddy, life's moved on but you still bring us so much joy Make my kids laugh with your YouTube clips or "Tommy Boy" And when they ask me who's the funniest guy I ever knew I tell 'em hands down, without a doubt it's you Yeah, I miss hangin' out, watchin' you tried to get laid But most of all, I miss watchin' you fuck with Spade You're a legend like you wanted but I still wish you were here with me And we were gettin' on a plane to shoot "Grown Ups 3" Yeah, life ain't the same without you boy And that's why I'm singin' about I'm singin' about my friend Chris Farley And if we make enough noise maybe he'll hear us Give it up for the great Chris Farley