Me and you

Children of the world you and I,
especially girls fight over a guy.
We ask lots of questions and pull and we tug,
in the treasure we dug.
We fight alot,
No matter what we got.
We steal each others things,
Especially their rings.
We fight over everything.
We get hurt real easy,
no wonder life makes you feel queasy.
no matter what happens were there to the end,
No matter what happens were still best friends.
Even though we fight and scream,
It's not as bad as it seems.
Even though we dont get a break,
We always find time to go with each other to go get a shake.
Why fight with a guy who's not willing to let us be friends?
If that is the cause then bye cuz I'm not breaking up with my Best friends. cuz thery are there to the end.

Me and you get along just fine,
But back off if you steal my best friend or guy.