All those years of playing gigs
In drunken noisy bars
All those years of travelling
Well I still bear the scars
You just want the glamour
To dress up like a queen
The lady of the manor
Just likes to be seen
All the years of working
For my overnight success
All the nights in cheap hotels
And other people's mess
You disappeared then
You're nowhere to be found
How come you're here again
Glad to be around
'Cos now my songs are playing on the radio
And my album's doing OK
You show up out of nowhere
Like you've never been away
You might call me a cynic
But I know how these things end
And so I say it loud and clear
You're my fair weather friend
Oh babe, just a fair weather friend
You just want the glamour
To dress up like a queen
The lady of the manor
Just likes to be seen
'Cos now my songs are playing on the radio
And my album's doing OK
You show up out of nowhere
Like you've never been away
You might call me a cynic
But I know how these things end
And so I say it loud and clear
You're my fair weather friend
Oh babe, just a fair weather friend
