• 标题:We Get On
  • 歌手:Kate Nash
  • 专辑:Made Of Bricks
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    Kate Nash - 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 never feel 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'd 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 and everyone
    They were kind of arty
    And I was wearing this dress
    Because 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's sleazy
    Then he ain't worth your time
    cause you deserve a real nice guy

    So I proceeded to get drunk and to cry
    And lock myself in the toilets for the entire night

    Saturday night I watched channel five
    I particularly liked CSI
    I don't ever dream about you and me
    I don't ever make up stuff about us
    that would be considered 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's a part of me
    That thinks we might get on
    that we could get on
    that we should get on