Well, the records are warped
And your memory is scratched
Your recollection is a collection
On the laundry rack
You're flimsy in the morning
And very self-employed
Your apartment has a carpet
With a world of its own
Ratatat,
Who could that be
Perhaps my pal with his story
Ratatat
Life is so good
The friends went and left
The girl gone like a match
It's you and you alone
Seeing how long it can last
The table repeats "Dark Globe" a hundred times
Now fat and hairy you're damning this free life
Ratatat,
Who could that be
It's my pal with his story
Ratatat
Life is so good
When someone is knocking at the door
Each evening is a movie starring the woman across the way
She's kinky and frisky and you never have to pay
The bed sheets are flustered The novel almost complete
Another character that matters to the lead in the faded jeans
Dorothy is the interest She's based on a gun
In the second drawer of your desk Been fired only once
Perhaps you'll roam about while foaming at the mouth
Leaving the door wide about
Panting on your way out
Ratatat,
All hallow's eve
Dear friend, what story have you brought me
Ratatat, Life is so good
When someone is knocking at the door
What's the city like when it's one less in a man
Glasses are overflowing And your brother's on the stand
Scared and unimpressed you find your way back up the stairs
The 22nd floor where reminder's always there
Ratatat,
Who could that be
It's my pal with his story
Ratatat
Life is so good
When someone is knocking at the door
Jerry Leger & The Situation - Ratatat Lyrics
Jerry Leger & The Situation - Ratatat Lyrics
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Well, the records are warped
And your memory is scratched
Your recollection is a collection
On the laundry rack
You're flimsy in the morning
And very self-employed
Your apartment has a carpet
With a world of its own
Ratatat,
Who could that be
Perhaps my pal with his story
Ratatat
Life is so good
The friends went and left
The girl gone like a match
It's you and you alone
Seeing how long it can last
The table repeats "Dark Globe" a hundred times
Now fat and hairy you're damning this free life
Ratatat,
Who could that be
It's my pal with his story
Ratatat
Life is so good
When someone is knocking at the door
Each evening is a movie starring the woman across the way
She's kinky and frisky and you never have to pay
The bed sheets are flustered The novel almost complete
Another character that matters to the lead in the faded jeans
Dorothy is the interest She's based on a gun
In the second drawer of your desk Been fired only once
Perhaps you'll roam about while foaming at the mouth
Leaving the door wide about
Panting on your way out
Ratatat,
All hallow's eve
Dear friend, what story have you brought me
Ratatat, Life is so good
When someone is knocking at the door
What's the city like when it's one less in a man
Glasses are overflowing And your brother's on the stand
Scared and unimpressed you find your way back up the stairs
The 22nd floor where reminder's always there
Ratatat,
Who could that be
It's my pal with his story
Ratatat
Life is so good
When someone is knocking at the door
And your memory is scratched
Your recollection is a collection
On the laundry rack
You're flimsy in the morning
And very self-employed
Your apartment has a carpet
With a world of its own
Ratatat,
Who could that be
Perhaps my pal with his story
Ratatat
Life is so good
The friends went and left
The girl gone like a match
It's you and you alone
Seeing how long it can last
The table repeats "Dark Globe" a hundred times
Now fat and hairy you're damning this free life
Ratatat,
Who could that be
It's my pal with his story
Ratatat
Life is so good
When someone is knocking at the door
Each evening is a movie starring the woman across the way
She's kinky and frisky and you never have to pay
The bed sheets are flustered The novel almost complete
Another character that matters to the lead in the faded jeans
Dorothy is the interest She's based on a gun
In the second drawer of your desk Been fired only once
Perhaps you'll roam about while foaming at the mouth
Leaving the door wide about
Panting on your way out
Ratatat,
All hallow's eve
Dear friend, what story have you brought me
Ratatat, Life is so good
When someone is knocking at the door
What's the city like when it's one less in a man
Glasses are overflowing And your brother's on the stand
Scared and unimpressed you find your way back up the stairs
The 22nd floor where reminder's always there
Ratatat,
Who could that be
It's my pal with his story
Ratatat
Life is so good
When someone is knocking at the door
Writer: Jerry Leger
Copyright: Lyrics © Leger Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Leger Music