Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Get On, artist - Kate Nash.
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
We Get On |
Simply knowing you exist |
Ain’t good enough for me |
But asking for your telephone number |
Seems highly inappropriate |
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’ve never felt |
This way about any other guy |
And I don’t usually |
Notice people’s eyes, but |
I conducted a plan |
To bump into you most accidentally |
But I was walking along |
And I bumped into you much more heavily |
Than I’d originally planned |
It was well embarrassing and |
I think you thought that I was a bit of a twat |
I just think that we get on |
Oh 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 were kind of arty |
And I was wearing this dress |
Cause I wanted to impress |
But I wasn’t sure if I looked my best |
Cause I was so nervous |
But I carried on regardless |
Strutting 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 stuttered |
And my friends were like, «Whatever |
You’ll find someone better |
His eyes were way too 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 in the park |
With Michael, he said she’s easy |
And if your guy’s with someone that sleazy |
Then he ain’t worth your time |
Cause you deserve a real nice guy» |
So I proceeded to get drunk and cry |
And lock myself in the toilet for the entire night |
Saturday night I watched channel five |
I particularly like CSI |
I don’t ever dream |
About you and me |
I don’t ever make up stuff about us |
That would be classed as insanity |
I don’t ever drive by your house |
To see if you’re in |
I don’t even have an opinion |
On that tramp that you’re still seeing |
I don’t know your timetable |
I don’t know your face off by heart |
But I must admit |
That there is still a part Of me |
That thinks we might get on |
That we could get on |
That we should get on |