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 wears the same thing

I think she smokes pot

She's everything I want, 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 Cary

She hands out the Bhagavad-Gita

I see her around every couple days

I wanna see her so that

I can say...hey Kate



She never gets wet

She smiles and it's a rainbow

Oh oh...You can see

I wanna wanna wanna wanna be

Kate, Kate, Kate, Kate, Kate, Kate

No, no, no, no, no