Kate Nash – We Get On

Simply, knowing you exist,

‘aint good enough, For me.

But Asking, For your telephone number

Seems Highly Inapropriate

Seeing as

I can’t

even say hi

when you walk by

And that time you shook my hand it felt so nice

I swear I never feel this way about any other guy

I’d Conducted a plan

to bump into you most accidently

but I was walking along

and I bumped into you much more heavily

than oberiginaly planned

it was well embarrasing and

I think you thought that I was a bit of a twat

I just think, that we’d get on

I wish I could tell you face to face

instead of singing this stupid song

but yeah I just think that we might

get on

So I went to that party

Everyone, they looked kind of arty

And I was, wearing this dress, ‘cos i wanted to impress

But I wasn’t sure if i looked my best

‘cos I was so nervous but i carried on regardless

struttin’ through each room trying to find you

And when I saw you kissing that girl

my heart, it shattered and my eyes

they watered

And when I tried to speak I start upting

And my friends were like whatever

you’ll find some betta’

His eyes are way to close together

And we never even liked him from the start

and now he’s with that tart

And I heard she done some really nasty stuff down at the park with michael

He said she’s easy, and if your guys with someone thats sleazy

Then he ‘aint worth the time ‘cos you deserve a real nice guy

So I proceeded to get drunk And to cry

I locked myself in the toilets for the entire night

Saturday night, i watched channel 5

I particularly like, CSI

I Don’t ever dream

about you and me

I don’t ever make up stuff

that would be considered in sanity

I Don’t ever drive by your house to see if your in

I don’t even have an opinion on that tramp,

that you are still seeing

I Don’t know your timetable

I don’t know your face or phone

But I must admit that there is a part

That still thinks that we might get on,

We might get on