Hugs All Around

Isn't it nice to have a friend
and be one?

Won't it feel good to lend a hand
and receive one?

When I enter the day with a bad attitude
it seems like everyone's got one.

I'm accused of being a grumpy old sod
but I'm not one.

Today I think it's hugs all around;
yes, I'll give one.

The first person I meet I'll sweep off their feet,
of course, in a way that's completely discreet.
And I'm sure I will hear my sidewalk friend speak:
"Get away from me, you dirty old freak!"

How sad it is that people don't see
the kid that lives on in both you and me.
There is one.