Her Floor Is My Ceiling

Her floor's my ceiling

I know what goes on

He finishes her quickly

And then he gets up to go

he 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