Hold me, homie.

I think I'm needing you to hold me –
You're my late night hanging homie.
It's been a very taxing day,
Not even a relaxing day.

Don't have to be my one-and-only,
Just the one who's nearest to me.

You know I'm feeling kind of lonely –
I need a buddy, not a phoney.
I need someone who understands,
Who hugs with hips and not just hands.