| She plays «Wipeout» on the drums
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| The squirrels and the birds come
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| Gather around to sing the guitar
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| Oh, I… Have you got nothing to say?
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| When all words fail, she speaks
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| Her mixtape’s a masterpiece
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| Walks through the garden
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| So the roses can see
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| Oh, I… Have you got nothing to say?
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| And you can see the daisies
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| In her footsteps
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| Dandelions (dandelions)
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| Butterflies (butterflies)
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| I wanna be Kate!
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| Kate!
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| Kate!
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| Kate!
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| Every day she wears the same thing
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| I think she smokes pot
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| She’s everything I want
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| She’s everything I’m not
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| Oh, I… Have you got nothing to say?
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| She never gets wet
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| She smiles and it’s a rainbow (oh, oh)
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| And she speaks (and she speaks)
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| And she breathes (yeah, and she breathes)
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| I wanna be Kate!
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| Kate!
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| Kate!
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| Kate!
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| Down by Rosemary and Cameron
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| She hands out the Bhagavad Gita
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| I see her around every couple days
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| I wanna see her so that I can say, «Hey… Kate!»
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| Ooh, la la la
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| Ooh, la la la
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| Oooh, la la la laa
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| Doo doo doo doo
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| Doo doo doo doo
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| She never gets wet
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| She smiles and it’s a rainbow (oh, oh)
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| You can see (you can see)
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| I wanna wanna wanna wanna be…
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| Kate!
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| Kate!
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| Kate!
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| No, no…
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| Kate!
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| Kate!
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| Kate!
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| No, no, no, no, no, no… |