To get up the bond for an inner west flat
He'd work for anybody if he wasn't working for her dad
She's practicing saying I do or I will
'Cause she don't know how to tell him
That she's going off the pill
Her curtains are for certain that he'll talk about her ass
But she clings to his photo like a piece of broken glass
We can't get it together today
She's looking for his heart while he stares the other way
He's dad is a nut, he's ex-girl is a slut
But he'll be yours forever if you just get it together
If we can't get it together, if we can't get it together
Is it ever gonna be just you and me?
So they met on Tuesday at the town hall steps
To get an eight by ten photo and a wedding date set
We might as well do it next week
'Cause we've met everybody that we're ever gonna meet
He's dad is a nut, he's ex-girl is a slut
But he'll be yours forever if you just get it together
If we can't get it together, if we can't get it together
Is it ever gonna be just you and me?
Four seventy to Circular Quay
A present in your pocket for the tab
If we can't get it together, if we can't get it together
Is it ever gonna be just you and me?
Would you settle for a mobile home
A good record store and a public phone
If we can't get it together, if we can't get it together