… not that I’m complaining. Every time these two songs come up on iTunes or my iPod I get happy and listen to them about 5 times in a row. I love the lyrics to both of them. They’re so quirky and funny.

Song 1: We Get On by Kate Nash (listen here)

Simply knowing you exist ain’t good enough for me
But asking for your telephone number
Seems highly inappropriate

Seeing, as, I, can’t,
Even say hi,
When you walk by

And that time you shook my hand it felt so nice
I swear I never feel this way about any other guy
And I never usually notice people’s eyes but…

I conducted a plan to bump in to you most accidentally
But I was walking along and I bumped into you
Much more heavily than I’d originally planned
It was well embarrassing and I think you thought that I was a bit of a twat…

I just think that we’d get on
I wish I could tell you face to face
Instead of singing this stupid song
But yeah I just think that we might get on

So I went to that party and everyone
They were kind of arty
And I was wearing this dress
Because I wanted to impress
But I wasn’t sure if I looked my best
’cause I was so nervous
But I carried on regardless
Strutting through each room trying to find you

And when I saw you kissing that girl
My heart it shattered
And my eyes, they watered
And when I tried to speak I stuttered
And my friends were like whatever
You’ll find someone better
His eyes were way too close together
And we never even liked him from the start
And now he’s with that tart
And I heard she done some really nasty stuff
Down in the park with Michael
He said she’s easy
And if your guy’s with someone that’s sleazy
Then he ain’t worth your time cause you deserve a real nice guy

So I proceeded to get drunk and to cry
And lock myself in the toilets for the entire night

Saturday night I watched channel five
I particularly liked CSI
I don’t ever dream about you and me
I don’t ever make up stuff about us that would be classed as insanity
I don’t ever drive by your house to see if you’re in
I don’t even have an opinion on that tramp that you’re still seeing
I don’t know your timetable
I don’t know your face off by heart
But I must admit that there’s a part that still thinks
That we might get on
We might get on

Song 2: Knock’Em Out by Lily Allen (listen here)

Alright so this is a song about anyone, it could be anyone.
You’re just doing your own thing and someone comes out of the blue,
They’re like,
‘Alright’
What you saying,
‘Yeah can I take your digits?’
And you’re like, “no not in a million years, you’re nasty
Please leave me alone’”.

Cut to the pub on a lads night out,
Man at the bar cos it was his shout,
Clocks this bird and she looks ok,
She caught him looking and walked his way,
“Alright darlin, you gonna buy us a drink then?”
“Err no, but I was thinking of buying one for your friend…”

She’s got no taste hand on his waist, tries to pull away but
Her lips on his face.
“If you insist I’ll have a white wine spritzer”
“Sorry love, but you ain’t a pretty picture.”

Chorus
Can’t knock em out, can’t walk away,
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say,
Just get out my face, just leave me alone,
And no you can’t have my number,
“Why?”
Because I’ve lost my phone.

“Oh yeah, actually yeah I’m pregnant, having a baby in like
6 months so no, and yeah, yeah…”

I recognize this guy’s way of thinking.
As he walks over her face starts sinking,
She’s like,
“Oh here we go…”
It a routine check that she already knows, she’s thinking
“They’re all the same.”

“Yeah you alright baby? You look alright still, yeah what’s
Your name?”
She looks in her bag, takes out a fag, tries to get away
From the guy on a blag, can’t find a light,
“Here, use mine.”
“You see the thing is I really don’t have the time.”

Chorus

Go away now, let me go.
Are you stupid or just a little slow?
Go away now, I’ve made myself clear,
I don’t think so,
Nah it’s not gonna happen,
Not in a million years!

Chorus 2x

“Nah I’ve gotta go cos my house is on fire, I’ve hot Herpes,
err no I’ve got syphilis…”