I'm a shoulder to lean on,
a hand to hold;
and I'll give you warmth
if ever you're cold.

I'll lend you an ear
any time you ask it.
When your arms are full
I will hand you my basket.

But would it be fine..
I mean, would you mind?
I may need help too,
been left and I'm blue.

The ante goes up.
So will you match it?
'Cause a shoulder is weak
with no socket to catch it.