Her floor is my ceiling I know what goes on

He finishes her quickly and then

he gets up to go

She walks to the lounge room and puts on a tape

Lights up an Alpine and settles

in for the night



Oh if she liked the look of me

Oh if she liked the look of me

I'd get my act together



The books I read are full of bravado

But I'll sit here and rot in the damp

with a head full of her

We meet in the hall theres a storm in my head

What do you say, where do you go

with a dream in a stone?



Oh if she liked the look of me

Oh if she liked the look of me

I'd get my act together

Yeah I'd get my act together

I'd get an act together








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