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
