Her floor's 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 that I read

Are full of bravado

I'll sit and rot in the damp

With a head full of her 



We meet in the hall

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