Her floor is 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 I read are full of bravado But I'll sit here and rot in the damp with a head full of her We meet in the hall theres 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