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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Vocals
Claes Björklund
Claes Björklund
Bass Guitar
Martin Terefe
Martin Terefe
Guitar
Andreas Olsson
Andreas Olsson
Recorder
Ed Harcourt
Ed Harcourt
Piano
Christer Jansson
Christer Jansson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Terefe
Martin Terefe
Producer
Andreas Olsson
Andreas Olsson
Recording Engineer
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Imaginary friends
They will always let you down
And when all the good times end
You won't be seeing them around
For they run where the action is
And they'll cross you off their list
Do you comprehend now?
To imaginary friends, you don't exist, no, no
They'll ask you where you've been
But never wait for your reply
They'll meet you when your ship comes in
But never meet you eye to eye
As all the friends who've been real and true
Wonder who you're talkin' to
One thing you can depend on
Imaginary friends, they can't see you, no, no
You can paint them a beautiful picture
But they won't understand
Oh, you can count all your friends on the fingers
Of one scalded hand
Imaginary friends
They will always leave you hanging
And you won't see them again
For they've gone where the action is
And they've crossed you off their list
Do you comprehend now
Imaginary friends, they don't exist, no
Imaginary friends, they don't exist, no, no, no
Written by: Ron Sexsmith
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