1997

Well, I've made so many new friends
With open arms, they let me in
They say they'll be with me 'til the end
They say they'll stick through thick and thin

And it's gonna happen
In 1997

The crowd you like is dangerous
I heard they're just no good
I'd rather have you staying at home now
Like a good boy should
I heard they can't be trusted
I heard they all wear white
I'd rather have you prove me wrong
Than go and prove me right
Mama, please don't make it harder

Well, it's tough to love another
And it's hard to find a friend
Somebody else who has no others
Somebody else who understands

Then it happened
In 1997

The crowd you like is dangerous
I heard they're just no good
I'd rather have you staying at home now
Like a good boy should
I heard they can't be trusted
I heard they all wear white
I'd rather have you prove me wrong
Than go and prove me right
Mama, please don't make it harder

Well, I've made so many new friends
They say they'll be with me 'til the end
And it's gonna happen
In 1997