Kate

She plays wipeout on the drums
The squirrels and the birds come
Gather round and sing the guitar
Oh, why 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, why have you got nothing to say?

And you can see
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, why 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 Rosemary and Cameron
She hands out the Bhagavad Gita
I see her around every couple days
I wanna see her so that
I can say... hey Kate