She plays wipeout on the drums the squirrels and the birds come Gather around to sing the guitar Oh I...have you got nothing to say
When all words fail she speaks Her mix tape's a masterpiece Walks through the garden so the roses can see Oh I...have you got nothing to say And you can see the daisies in her footsteps Dandelions, butterflies I wanna be Kate
Everyday she wars the same thing I think she smokes pot She's everything I need, She's everything I'm not Oh. I... Have you got nothing to say
She never gets wet She smiles and it's a rainbow And she speaks and she breathes I wanna be Kate
Down by the Rosemary and Cameron She hands out the Bhagaved Gita I see her around every couple days I wanna meet her so that I can say...hey Kate Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
