Lyrics:
I'm sorry, but your catsJust freak me outAnd the four of usDon't fit in your apartmentYou like my accentAnd I got drunk with your dadAnd his best friend with a gunStrapped to his ankleYou fit me perfectlySo in the chorusI'll sing what it's like to beGoing out and laughing at nothingDrinking, kissing pushing and shovingStaying in bed till we get soreCalling in sick, so we can lay thereYou and meIt's you and meCome to EuropeYou can see where I come fromWhen we get out of bedYou can meet my sisterI really like youYeah, I really fucking doIt's a good thing we both knowThat it's a good thingYou and mePerfectly fit the chorusSo I'll sing what it's like to beGoing out and laughing at nothingDrinking, kissing pushing and shovingStaying in bed till we get soreCalling in sick, so we can lay thereYou and meIt's you and meGoing out and laughing at nothingDrinking, kissing pushing and shovingStaying in bed till we get soreCalling in sick, so we can lay thereYou and meIt's you and me