Story Behind the Song
This is simply a true song about someone who it was not possible to live with. Or near. If you've ever shared accommodation, you probably know this person.
Lyrics
I never really liked that flatmate of yours, she makes me
Feel like I’m never ever welcome there or anywhere.
She makes me feel like a loser. She makes me feel like a dickwit. I don’t
Want to have anything to do with that flatmate of yours.
I never really liked that flatmate of yours. She drives a
Black car that looks like the chariot of Satan.
And when I play the guitar, she turns on the radio. I don’t
Want to have anything to do with that flatmate of yours.
I’ve tried small talk.
Vacuumed the lounge room floor.
She scowls at me while she’s watching TV.
We’ll never be friends.
I never really liked that flatmate of yours, she’s always
Cleaning up and mopping up and sweeping up and scrubbing things.
She’s anally retentive. She’s always making salad. I don’t
Want to have anything to do with that flatmate of yours.
I’ve tried small talk. Hidden in your room.
She scowls at me while she guards the TV.
We'll never be friends.
Flatmate is awful, flatmate is dreadful, flatmate is nasty, flatmate is evil,
Flatmate is appalling, sets my skin crawling, flatmate is scary, flatmate is ahaha
I've tried small talk. Tiptoed around her jugs.
She once offered me coffee or tea.
I died of shock.
I never really liked that flatmate of yours. She hates
Every book or movie that any kind of substance to it.
Every door she waddles through, she turns around and slams it. I don’t
Want to have anything to do with that flatmate of yours.
Your flatmate, she's waddling by. Flatmate, she's waddling by. Your flatmate, she's waddling by. Your flatmate, she's out for a waddle… etc.
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