Kate, the Song

By someone else on January 15th, 1997

She plays Wipeout on the drums
The squirrels and the birds come
Gather round 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 Rosemary and Cameron
She hands out the Bhagavad Gita
I see her around every couple days
I wanna meet her so I can say…hey Kate

She never gets wet
She smiles and it’s a rainbow
You can see
I wanna wanna wanna be Kate

Notes from Kate

I think that I was very lucky that the song named after me is so good. I mean, aren’t you glad your name’s not Eileen? ( song by the Ben Folds Five )


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